[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Man, I had a nightmare last night and woke up me
Before I wrote my first verse and my first CD
Had the same .38, same old .9
With the scratches on the side, nigga used three times
Lane through your projects, bitch, let's ride
Oh, you don’t wanna get in? Then what's up with your friends?
I got the count to keep 'em speeding
The dope to keep ’em leaning
They sniff it, yeah, they shoot it, man
They call me when they're fiending
I got what they want, yeah, I got what they like
That beige, boy, that brown, boy, and that china white
That mean bud, that green bud, that purple in the sack
That fish scale, that pretty girl, that's how my money stack

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Be last with the puck in their throat
Niggas try to stunt, I air 'em out
You pussy niggas know what I'm about
Tech, fully loaded, Mac, fully loaded
Be last with the puck in their throat
Niggas try to stunt, I air 'em out
You pussy niggas know what I'm about
Tech, fully loaded, Mac, fully loaded
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