[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah
Soon as they hear my voice right, they know it's 50
Soon as they hear it in the club, they know to move

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Y'all n***as better move
When you see me come through
Y'all n***as better move
Or find out what my gun do
Y'all n***as better move
When you see that trey pound
Y'all n***as better move
Or stick around and get laid down
Y'all n***as better move
When you see me come through
Y'all n***as better move
Or find out what my gun do
Y'all n***as better move
When you see that trey pound
Y'all n***as better move
Or stick around and get laid down

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I'm from the slums where crack get slung and gats get slung
D's run up in n***as cribs so we clap at them
I got two felonies this my third strike
I might as well go out this bitch wit' a bang right?
N***as think cause I'm doin' good I'll flip and get on some shiny shit
The hood fucked me up, my brain still stuck on that grimey shit
My chain look good, your chain look good
Pop, shine it, and it sell it to a n***a from my hood
I don't know you before rap you's a fan ass n***a
A Stan ass n***a, no name brand ass n***a
When I say get up, n***a, get up smooth
When I say get low, n***a, that ass better move
You flash jewels, I flash tools, n***a cash rules
I'm nuts like cashews, blow ya ass out ya shoes
Make the news, short fuse, a n***a's screws loose
Wit my trey 8, I get it poppin' like Bishop in Juice
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Y'all n***as better move
When you see me come through
Y'all n***as better move
Or find out what my gun do
Y'all n***as better move
When you see that trey pound
Y'all n***as better move
Or stick around and get laid down
Y'all n***as better move

[Marquise Jackson]
Fuck that Lloyd Banks next
G-Unit
You know how we get down, it's on
It's Marquise diamond up in this bitch
G-Unit

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Y'all better move, n***a, get out the way
Cause I'm holdin', I could put a hit out today
And I'm frozen, blowin' that blue shit out the bay
And none of y'all n***as fuckin' wit' the kid okay?
I'm thinkin' 'bout who to [?] next
They want the juice and I'm Omar Epps
I go hard yet, n***a, you sumthin' like a old corvette
And I'm a Maybach, I stay strapped but hey black
I calm my nerves with a chocolate or a haysack
Thinkin' of ways to pop up wit' a grey plaque
There's several knots in my pocket from the pay tracks
So I get more head than any stockin' or a wavecap
They get it poppin' in the crowd when they perform
I'm comin' [?] our concerts wit' alligators on
They bigger and back and forth with the bank matters
So I'll prolly die shootin' like Hank Gathers
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Y'all n***as better move
When you see me come through
Y'all n***as better move
Or find out what my gun do
Y'all n***as better move
When you see that trey pound
Y'all n***as better move
Or stick around and get laid down
Y'all n***as better move

[Outro: 50 Cent]
I received some news that um, The Source magazine is considerin' puttin' out an unauthorized version of the magazine with my face on the cover
You know first time I heard that
You know I [?], I was like "wow, you know
They really on my dick"
You see me on the cover of The Source magazine don't buy that shit man
They strugglin' right now, right now double XL is the shit, man

[Lebron James]
What up for all you haters out there, this a Lebron James jump off mixtape
50 Cent get it crackin'