[Intro: 50 Cent]
Can't believe this, man
This fat nigga talkin' 'bout how he wan' fight
I'll fuck yo ass up, Joe

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I started out with more than a dollar and a dream
Three and half grams and the pistol, nah'mean?
Ya'll niggas know me, mane, I don't give a fuck
From day one a nigga just trynna come up
Rings on my mama table, cups never in the coaster
Trigger finger soaked, pistol never in the holster
Five hundred grams, gem stars get to choppin'
.38 special with the grip, get to poppin'
My lifestyle is impeccable, I haunt you niggas
Such a fat ass lie, now I'm on you, nigga
You turn on your TV you see me on the screen
You doze off, fat fuck, see me in your dreams
If I don't see you with the scope I'mma see you with the beam
And when you see the yellow tape, you can see the crime scene
You can mark, see the spot, then you know what I mean
In the day or in the dark, I put that work in, B

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I'm on it like that, living like that, you made me like that
Pussy fat nigga fucking with me
I roll with the strap, sip on the yak, watch your back
Pussy boy really fucking with me
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