[50 Cent - Verse 1]. Summer heat hot murder plots niggas getting shot. Chrome rims for sixes. One will one gypsy. Throw it up one hand. Wave back at the bitches. I'm silent. Right before I snap I'm violent. I call myself the tussle. Boss in the muscle. Boy I feed your ass brass knuckles. A nigga come creeping through the four. You scared get a dog. Get a male because a bitch'll get you both in the mall. Now peep the punchlines I'm punching these are knockout blows. I'm cyber pimping I got sci-fi hoes. This is next-level mack shit. That's why my money stack quick. 12 V's V12 half of them triple black bitch. Lust gluttony greed jealousy envy me. Your blinds blurring your vision see I'm where I'm supposed to be. On top of the underground. Still gritty. Still running cities. Still Em' Dre and Fiddy. Fuck with me I'm an usual suspect when it's a hit. Turn up the volume and hear my voice yeah it's the shit. [Chorus (x2)]. Pardon me please may I speak to you (May can I speak to you). Feel this is something (You know I just do what I wanna do). I'm compelled to do (Who gon' stop me who gon' stop me uh?). [Schoolboy Q - Verse 2]. Pistols and bad bitches. Hustlers and bad business. Rapping was just a hobby that hobby turned to a million. Had that oxy on sale. You can get it 50 a pill. Sniff it or let it grill. Rap the foil you know the drill. Money power and drugs. My only reason to love. Never played cops and robbers nigga we played. Crips and Bloods. Like to the pimps saying who the sluts?. 211 on hookers purses. Another double up purchase. Slanging a hundred meters from churches. God forgive me but the steal was worth it. Man I swear I needed some change. chains and golden rings and thangs. Niggas watch videos and think them dudes. went from rags to hardest. For real lokes know that type of thing makes you a target. Either the pigs or I'm gonna get you while you playing boy. Hold you like an animal. Strapped with a bean that's Adam Braun. 50 told me ambition wins when your talent ain't working. I say I'd rather relapse. Than reenact Curtis and put that work in. [Chorus (x2) {+ad-libs]. Pardon me please may I speak to you (You see that?). Feel this is something (That's what I'm talking about). I'm compelled to do (I like that nigga). [Schoolboy Q - Verse 3]. Floss if you want to I've seen your home broke nigga. It ain't a secret I get money you's a joke nigga. Make what you make in 2 years in less than a month nigga. 5th side to south side but we up nigga