Yeah G-G-G-G-G-Unit! (G-Unit!). Ha ha.... [Chorus]. It's easy to see when you look at me. If you look closely 50 don't back down. Everywhere I go both coast with toast. Eastside Westside I hold that mack down. Every little nigga you see around me. Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq down. Next time you in the hood and see an ol' G. You ask about me the young boy don't back down. Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid. Must decease existin little nigga now listen. Yo mami yo papi that bitch you chasin. Ya little dirty ass kids I'll fuckin erase them. Your succes is not enough you wanna be hard. Knowing that if you get knocked you get fucked in the yard. Youza poptart sweetheart you soft in the middle. I eat ya for breakfast the watch was an exchange for your necklace. and your boss is a bitch if he could he would. Sell his soul for cheap trade like to be Suge. You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood. Maybe I'm so disrespectfull cuz to me you're a mistery. I know niggaz from ya hood you have no history. Never poked nothing never popped nothing nigga stop frontin. Jay put you on X made you hot. Now you run around like you some big shot. ha ha pussy... [Chorus]. "This rap shit is all fucked up now! What are we gonna do now?. How we gonna eat man? 50 back around". That's Ja's lil punk ass thinking out loud. Southside till I die that's just how I get down. I'm back in the game Shawty to +Rule+ and conquer. You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster. I'm the hardest from New York my flow is bonkers. All the other hard niggaz they come from Yonkers. It's been years and you had the same niggaz in the. background. You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah's and crack child. Them niggaz they just suck they no good. I ain't never heard a nigga say "they like them in the hood". I'm back better than ever on top of my game. Even them country boys sayin "50 we feelin you man". Now stay the fuck outta my zone outta my throne. I'm New York City's own... bad guy (bad guy). [Chorus]. I ain't gonna tell nobody you pussy. I ain't gonna tell nobody you gettin extored. It ain't over... (G-Unit!). I've been patiently waiting to BLOOW. Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the "50 Cent Show". This is my life my pain my knife my gun. Now that I'm back you can't sleep. I'm a nightmare huuhhh. You hired cops to hold you down cuz you fear for you life. Well you done heard bout them guns I done bought. right?. I ain't going nowhere I done told you nigga. I'm a G-Unit mothafuckin soldier nigga (They not gon like you). I know I know... ha ha (G-Unit!). Oh no he didn't say anything about Ja okay. Ja is MY boo okay. Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt nobody.. Hey y'all know! Big thangs come in small packages!. Holla!. Now ev'rythang was cool. Until 50 Cent came back into the picture.. THEY better NOT put thier hands on Jeffrey.. Okay 'cause first of all they do not know that. I am a 12 degree PINK belt.. Okay I will dice his ass up like a little piece of celery okay?. 'Cause see they don't KNOW me.. Delicious- Do they know me?. Okay I thought so.. 'Cause YOU know I know karate.. And I will see him and I will Jet-Li his ass.