Songwriter: 50 Cent
Producer: Kanye West
[Intro]
You gotta watch your face
I got am million dollars for every bump in your face
And next year, you're gonna have an acne problem
Ahh! Yeah
Showtime, I'm gonna make it look easy
[Verse]
I told niggas I'm a hustler, it's like they keep on forgetting
36 mil in eight months, you still think I'm bullshitting?
Catch me on top of Fortune's Hot 100
Head of G-Unit Enterprises, still getting blunted
Went from selling crack to rap, that's two different games
But they're parallel to each other, homie, so they're quite the same
You know that crack spot so hot, you better off playing the block
Fiends can't help but be fiends, they come and cop for the cops
Back in the pens again, penitentiary doors spin
The game full of heartbreaks, can I win for Christsakes?
Ace after ace, Lady Luck just won't fuck with me
That's why I got this attitude, nigga, don't say "what up!" to me
I took something heart-pumping, move and I'll pop something
Cop bricks, break 'em down to pieces and prop something
Niggas stay in stunt mode so I stay strapped up
My body language saying, ''Fuck around and get clapped up''
I sip on Coke when it's with Henny, go for broke with the semi
Niggas talk behind my back, but they don't really want it with me
Pussy niggas pop shit; me, I'm on that block shit
That rubber band, hundred grand in that night box, bitch
You know the raps bought the Benz, and the cracks bought the rims
Vivica she bought the gym, told you I'm a fuckin' pimp
I was born a bad seed, I defied the odds
I ain't play the hand that I was dealt, I switched the cards
Still I keep a poker face, frontin', I'mma catch a case
Flip out, poke your face, you're laid out, now, what a waste
I'm Super Fly, Ron O'Neal of this rap shit
When that drama pop and you get shot
Let's see you bounce back, bitch
[Hook]
You nigga, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
You nigga, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
You nigga, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
You nigga, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
You gotta watch your face
I got am million dollars for every bump in your face
And next year, you're gonna have an acne problem
Ahh! Yeah
Showtime, I'm gonna make it look easy
[Verse]
I told niggas I'm a hustler, it's like they keep on forgetting
36 mil in eight months, you still think I'm bullshitting?
Catch me on top of Fortune's Hot 100
Head of G-Unit Enterprises, still getting blunted
Went from selling crack to rap, that's two different games
But they're parallel to each other, homie, so they're quite the same
You know that crack spot so hot, you better off playing the block
Fiends can't help but be fiends, they come and cop for the cops
Back in the pens again, penitentiary doors spin
The game full of heartbreaks, can I win for Christsakes?
Ace after ace, Lady Luck just won't fuck with me
That's why I got this attitude, nigga, don't say "what up!" to me
I took something heart-pumping, move and I'll pop something
Cop bricks, break 'em down to pieces and prop something
Niggas stay in stunt mode so I stay strapped up
My body language saying, ''Fuck around and get clapped up''
I sip on Coke when it's with Henny, go for broke with the semi
Niggas talk behind my back, but they don't really want it with me
Pussy niggas pop shit; me, I'm on that block shit
That rubber band, hundred grand in that night box, bitch
You know the raps bought the Benz, and the cracks bought the rims
Vivica she bought the gym, told you I'm a fuckin' pimp
I was born a bad seed, I defied the odds
I ain't play the hand that I was dealt, I switched the cards
Still I keep a poker face, frontin', I'mma catch a case
Flip out, poke your face, you're laid out, now, what a waste
I'm Super Fly, Ron O'Neal of this rap shit
When that drama pop and you get shot
Let's see you bounce back, bitch
[Hook]
You nigga, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
You nigga, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
You nigga, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
You nigga, you come around this bitch frontin'
I'ma have to chase you outta here
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- 21 Questions
- Many Men (Wish Death)
- Patiently Waiting
- My Life
- P.I.M.P.
- Candy Shop
- I’m the Man
- We Up
- Best Friend
- Wanksta
- Ghetto Qu’ran (Forgive Me)
- Hustler’s Ambition
- Big Rich Town
- I’m the Man (Remix)
- Window Shopper
- Heat
- If I Can’t
- Back Down
- What Up Gangsta
- How to Rob
- Don’t Push Me
- Life’s on the Line
- High All the Time