[Talking]. Ya'll niggas wanna get high well we gonna get high then. This shit right here is drugs ya'll for sell baby. 50 Cent uh take it how you wanna take it nigga. [Verse 1]. Yo aiyyo aiyyo there is six different wings in the spot. choose one. Some get addicted some do it for fun. Boy my hoes are clean just like my guns. And I keep them in a safe place just like my funds. I keep all my big bills give my wifey the ones. Frontin' and I'll clap your ass and leave you for dead son. Niggas who know me know how I get down I'm fresh out the pound. NYPD crit the flip get on some New York undercover shit. Fuck wit dogs you ain't familiar wit and get bit. Niggas scripted through the hit for some paper and shit. It's all about the cash keep it in a stash. Some niggas talk shit wit they ass I see through them like. glass. Popo lookin' for me for some shit I did in the past. If you don't like me at first I'm gonna grow on you like a rash. This rap shit I got it in smash I'm built to last. Feel the wrath I bust that ass sit back and laugh (haha). [Chorus: repeat 2X]. You don't have to respect a nigga but respect his cash. Cause for the money niggas will murder that ass. I came up fast I watched a lot of gats blast. The power of the dollar (the cash the cash). [Verse 2]. Nigga don't you ever forget I call the shots. I run the spots extort your pops flossin' drops. I'm "Livin Off Xperience" like Lox I'm hot. Check what I got shorty got knocked. Comin' up out the capsule spot. On the uptown block he couldn't run from the cops. So my man got shot. In a jet black Brasada across the street from his mom's crib on. his block. I told him get them niggas that cash they murdered that ass. Niggas told 'em slow down he was movin' too fast. Heard the shot went through his face after the glass he. crashed. Hit the three on his niggas grass the cattle said it got low. fast. The kid who had it done was a crude fella. Who woulda thought he wile out over that mozzarella. We ain't know them but now we know better. Not to fuck with his cheddar his man pack a beretta. He won't hesitate to squeeze that over that green back. Believe that now niggas know that he's back. [Chorus]. [Verse 3]. I ain't got a worry in the world if it's beef don't sing it. bring it. Parents warn their kids about people like me. I'm out of order I turn your only daughter into a transporter. Before I die I'm gonna see more blow than Rich Porter (woo). 50 Cent don't get it fucked up for greens I for greens. Let it go back to Smith I dissect it. I check and correct it flow perfected. I make shit hectic I wreck shit nigga check it. If you ain't tryin' to feel the flames from the blast. Respect a nigga cash. My smile will rock niggas to sleep pack heat. Fuck the police handle beef on the street. On a scale of 1 to 10 I'm a 9 with 2 MM's. If your man want to get involved I'll bring it to him. Niggas been wantin' me dead I'm still here kid. They send their dogs to come get me. They wet shit but they ain't hit me. Word in the hood is 50 shifty. Niggas they don't want to go against me. Cause they know I hunt your ass alive. [Chorus]