[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah, G-Unit, man
50 Cent, man, it's goin' down, ya heard me?

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Yo, Wise came home Far Rock edge, man, I figured I'd drop in (Woo!)
Bless him with a lil' short change to go shoppin' (Uh-huh)
Buzzer don't work
Elevator shitty, staircase pissy, his sister ran out huggin' on a n***a, she missed me (What?)
Momma living room, he sipped Cristy till he was pissy (Woo!)
Told 'em n***as tried to blaze me last night but they missed me
In the CL, some n***as wet the driver side door (Uh-huh)
I had my vest on, I put the fuckin' pedal to the floor (Ahhhh!)
Her son facin' her for a less [?] [?] hurtin'
They be hollerin' like, "50, let us put some work in"
Today's a nice day if it's a nice night, somebody gon' die
It is what it is, my n***a, why ask why?
See I stay in some shit in the street
But the n***as Uptown love me like they love Pistol Pete, ya heard me?

[Interlude: 50 Cent]
Haha, haha
Brraaaat!
Y'all n***as eat that, n***a
Live with that (Hahahahah)
I ain't even got to go hard for these n***as, man
Y'all n***as take that, live with that
Young! Lloyd! Banks!
Haha
G-Unit!
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks & 50 Cent, Both]
I had my eyes on that Mascara, mami, Maybelline queen
Dolce Gabana vagina gettin' choked in the sauna, she had a
Dot on her face like Madonna, dressed like she date a designer
Look so good, I spend a day with her mama (Woo!)
[?] a break her, bring her, beat her, eat a plate of lasagna (Uh-huh)
Grab some paper, bring the heater case it's haters behind ya (Ahh!)
They call me Bandana Bank$, baby, I clap your only homie then I'm through with her
Go holla at Macaroni Tony (Yayyyy yo!)
In the back with a few cup of Henny, baggy pants to tuck the semi, case you get too fuckin' friendly
My clique is tough as any, stop playin', I don't trick (Haha!) a penny, get your own shit
Callin' me with questions'll only get you a phone click, bitch! (Bitch)
Yeah!

[Outro: 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks]
Ayo Banks, man
G-Unit n***a
Hahahaha
Ay man, I know the bitch too, man
Smartest shit ever came out her mouth was my dick
I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P., bitch
Hahahaha
Get used to it, you know I'm sayin'
Bitch can't get a motherfucking thing outta me but some conversation, ya heard me
This'll help you
You know deal with your emotions but you could get your ass down on that track bitch
And get my motherfuckin' money
Hahahaha