No funny shit bro, (B-B-B-Beats by Yamaica Productions, Baby) You did your thing on that 50 Bars Pt. 2 But the opps be on our dick and shit (B-B-B-Beats by Yamaica Productions, Baby) What you gon do if I give you this 50 clip (Ha Ha, Nigga I'm going 50 for 50) I stay rocking and sliding 650 be skrting I got it they hot and they know I be lurking I spot em I fire, his clothes would be soaked Ain't no black my attire this scope for the focus Im bending the block, if the cops on my heels, pull over hop out & I'm tossing the V Just met this lil bitch say she love how I rap, say she normally charge but she suck it for free Now they fucking with me since I dropped "50 Bars" hit a lick on the plug now I'm up 50 Bands 200 niggas that's rolling with me and that 4 to a car, now we got 50 bands (gang gang gang) Bitch I'm on court, watch how I drive the lane then I step back better give me space All these niggas talk like thotty bitches, I just bought a MAC that'll beat his face Got a Russian Lawyer with some mob ties, told me "fuck a jew we gon' beat the case" And I'm Stevie Wonder to the bullshit, but even he can see that your jewelry fake Got a call from Ace, said he copped a choppa with a drum on it thats a 50 poppa 2 Kobe Jerseys, First 48 how I left him dead, he won't need a a doctor Tell them niggas stop it, better read the signs, I be fucking bitches that ain't even mine Said she got a man, he don't like me, but that opp bitch still gon' hit my line Bitch I play the block like a corner store see them niggas hungry but I wanted more Copped 2 chains, copped 2 guns 20K what I bought it for She sucked me off and her nigga kissed her (boy you disgusting!) She got a man so imma hit her sister (That shit ain't nothing!) Get cropped out the frame if you can't get the picture 6'1 with a gun but I'm feeling so bigger They say I'm that nigga, I feel like that nigga I'm in a 550 my shooter in sprinters Them niggas is hating they wanting my place (That's a no-no) Get all these bum bitches up outta my face (Bitch you is a broke ho) I treat all these bitches just like they a belt Cop them and use them, they good for the waist Told them fuck boys "Better watch what you say" Just like a lunch lady, I'm good with the trey... Ayo what's poppin' man, niggas already know who it is this is the big hat, Shoota Brim man, be back real soon you heard, free them guys man; shoutout my gang man, swish we gon ball out swerve on em Ball and bop when I'm all in her guts, (free shoota) then I dab on em She know that them niggas ain't fucking with us, she say that they mad boring And I'm taking a trip to time three I was back (cali) you know that the cash calling They say I ain't one of the best in New York, so I'm bout to spaz on them Tell Curly that I'm going savv on 'em Tell A Boogie I want that bag on 'em Tell Young MA we gon need an Ooouuu where I pop the tag on 'em All these punchlines feel like Kimbo, need a bad bitch not a bimbo I ain't talking bout no old bitch when the .40 hanging out the window And they tell me stop the gun talk and the street shit, this ain't Chiraq But I talk about and I rap about it cuz the life I live is really like that If I run up on em they won't fight back, boy I swear these nigga ain't like that Might Billie Jean light the block up, put the glove on, feel like Michael Jackson (brrr, gang gang gang) I've been on the block since like 10 or 11 Used to live by the opps, had to walk with a weapon Had to walk by they spot never change the direction They could say what they want but they gotta respect it Every time they hear me they like they may be dumpin' You said that's your bitch you don't know how we fucking Boy you is a dummy, you ain't getting no money She calling me daddy, but say I'm her cousin Wait, who the fuck are these niggas They tryna say there's too much of these niggas Put the beam on the gun for these niggas Two hands double-dutching these niggas (ha-ha) That's him right there on the phone Shit, I got 6 plus for these niggas Send shots we gon run on these niggas I hear they one of them niggas (Rah Swish!)