(Gun shot sequence from 50 Cent's "Many Men"). Yeah that'll do it. Yeah I love hip hop.. I love this motherfucking hip hop game.. This nigga here is a little nigga man.. Stay in your motherfucking lane nigga.. You fucking with a don nigga. CRACK!. [CHORUS]. 50! Me! 50 he's the fakes thug you've ever seen. Curtis! Curstis Jackson how come he can never ever been seen. Once I gotcha I'm give you my. My fo' fo' fo' fo' fo'. My my fo' fo' fo' fo' fo'. My my fo' fo' fo' fo' fo'. I'ma give it to you baby nice and slow. [VERSE 1]. 50 you gonna end up dead when you fuckin' wit Crack. Said you gonna pop where the fuck you be at?. I see MJ in the hood more than Curtis. Matter fact the beef shit is makin' niggas nervous. There's gonna be families grieving every Sunday service. End up with your head popped off thanks to Curtis. But he don't care stayed locked in the house and shit. Steroided up and won't come up out that bitch. Is it me does "Candy Shop" sound like "Magic Stick?". In the video this nigga 50 bout to strip. Shaking his ass what the fuck is wrong with this nigga?. 50 don't make me BRRRRRRRRRAT!. Oh yeah you got sixty-five niggas on your team. And they're not from Southside Jamaica Queens. They're the boys in blue. I'm just speakin' at you. Now we all see the bitch in you. Follow me. [CHORUS]. [VERSE 2]. Now lets take it back to the Vibe Awards. Where that nigga disrespected and snuff your boss. Ready to go all I heard G-G-G Unit!. Fifty niggas ran and they didn't even do shit. That's a shame I was sitting right in the front. Waiting for you niggas to dump. Where all them guns at and them teflon vestses. We the Terror Squad boys you should know not to test us. Hate it or love it the The Game's on top. Now you jealous of him when your shit gon' stop?. You CB4 a bitch nigga straight outta Lo-Cash. LA don't believe him this nigga is so ass. You dissed "Lean Back said my shit was a dud. Now tell me have you ever seen him up in a club?. Nope! Nope! No shorty! Now that's right. You see him more than ya rappin' 50 that ain't live. [CHORUS]. NEW YORK! I know what ya'll thinkin' man.. Y'all thinking Jada gonna slay him lyrically.. This nigga crazy for dissin' Fat Joe man.. He really crazym though.. This nigga be walkin' around with twenty cops. talkin' shit on records never comin' out his house.. Feel like he can't get touched man.. I respond one time and one time only.. Ain't gonna be no more songs from me.. This for all the motherfuckers who doubted Crcck man.. Trust me. Nigga could respond ten thousand times. I ain't talkin' back to that nigga.. But one thing I will burnish you.. If I don't get you I will get your -- and that's it man.. It's Crack bitch!. It's gonna be a real ugly summer man.. *Enviado por "Sekef"