Curtis Jackson

BEAN BOY
Uh, nigga, your time is up, I ain't come to kid you
I knew you niggas was dumb, but how dumb is you
Thinkin' you can see the King when you unofficial?
You don't wanna go to war 'cause I'll launch these missiles
I'm a ride or die nigga, I be tearin' shit up
We ain't like them other fools who don't compare to us
All the hoes love a nigga, they be backing it up
But me? I love money. I be stacking it up
When my bandwagon pull up, they hop on board
They hop right on mine and hop right off yours
I get respect, homie, all across the board
I get a quarter-mil a track without an award
Ever wanna test a nigga, then come see me
In the street, I hold my ground like I'm concrete
I know shit ain't sweet so when shit get deep
I'm rich, I can pay to have you six feet deep, nigga

I give it to whoever want it
If you want it, come see me
You know where I'm at if you want it
If you want it, come get me
I give it to whoever want it
If you want it, come see me
You know where I'm at if you want it
If you want it, come get me

50 Cent
Yeah Nigga, you violate. I regulate, rat-tat-tat-tat
Bigger shells they fit in that Banana Clip Tech
Run and a bullseye form on your back
It's hard to miss wit' a full clip in the Mac
I got ammo, ammo, I unload, reload
Cut a nigga quick. Yeah, my knife game lethal
That tough guy shit, nigga that's what I see through
You like a 3-course-meal, muthafucker, I eat you
You food and I'm in the mood, so front I let the hammer fly
Nigga, you can duck, run for cover, or die
Your choice, you choose
I pop, you move, like you in shock you been shot
Nigga, your blood on the street, you up Shit's Creek
You can hardly speak, startin' to get weak, your eyes close
Your life flash, your heart slow, your heart stop
Your ass dead, you fucked, kid

I give it to whoever want it
If you want it, come see me
You know where I'm at if you want it
If you want it, come get me
I give it to whoever want it
If you want it, come see me
You know where I'm at if you want it
If you want it, come get me

Tony Yayo
I'm like Nicholas Cage, Yay' is the Ghost Rider
P89, yeah, I let my toast slide, Costa Rica to Brazil
I got my hoes in the leer, why your bitch bald-headed
Like Britney Spears, I'm in the Projects, gettin' dope and piff money
Two more flips, that's Anna Nicole Smith money, fuck a G4
I'm in a G500, G450, G550, that's airplane talk
I'm the aviator man, baby AR shoot your baby out your hands
Spaghetti and corn bread, mix got me blunted,
There's no talk abouts. she don't fuck on an empty stomach
Buy out the mall, then hug the block, hundred thou wood grain
In a Phantom Drop, then I cruise in the club
Got my Ruge in the club, pay a bouncer a buck
Now my You's in the club, yeah nigga

I give it to whoever want it
If you want it, come see me
You know where I'm at if you want it
If you want it, come get me
I give it to whoever want it
If you want it, come see me
You know where I'm at if you want it
If you want it, come get me.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Follow my lead, baby I could be all you need, If you follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'll hold you down put your trust in me, baby follow my lead
Follow my lead, I think God made you for me, follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'm the one Girl in time you'll see

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Dont listen to the rumours they say 50 f**kin' crazy
50 dont know how to treat a lady
They wrong, I like you a lot I dont wanna hurt you
But I call a square a square and a circle a circle
So if you act like a bitch, I call you a bitch then hang up
Probably call you right back and shit
And I have to say baby I apologize, cross my fingers God forgive me for
tellin' lies
Like Janet Jackson say "I miss you much, I really wanna feel your touch"
As Bobby said "Baby I could pass the day, watchin' you model Lingerie"
I wanna spend the night tonight shorty If its okay
You can be my Beyonce I'll be your Jay
I gotta great sense of humour, questions make ya smile then I whoo ya!
You know how I do ya, or do ya?

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Follow my lead, baby I could be all you need, If you follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'll hold you down put your trust in me, baby follow my lead
Follow my lead, I think God made you for me, follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'm the one Girl in time you'll see

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
It's New York, to London, you wonderin' whats gonna be the next stop
I told you, Im'a Don you goin' on ma'dam
After you shop 'till your feet hurt in Malones
Now take a picture these are moments you can cherrish
They say the scene of me was made for lovers out in Paris
The risers and the beleivers sayin' "50 we love you"
But out there, theres no me so I love them
You may not recognize this, the reason I exist
Deliver best than the best so perfection I guess
Just like I miss the stress, I'll pass the test
Everytime I drop, Im burnin' hot
I dont care If she loves me or loves me not
As long as I enjoy the time that we spent
I dont care, baby we could f**k and be friends
Matter fact we can do it right in the back of my Benz
You know its me...

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Follow my lead, baby I could be all you need, If you follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'll hold you down put your trust in me, baby follow my lead
Follow my lead, I think God made you for me, follow my lead
Follow my lead, I'm the one Girl in time you'll see

Get Rich or Die tryin

(Chorus 2x)
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P

(Verse1)
Now shorty she in da club, she's dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She's feeding fools fantasies they pay her cuz they want her
I spit a little G man and my game got her
A hour later had her ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in they ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cuz I'm from New York
I aint that nigga trying to holla cuz I want some head
I'm that nigga trying to holla cuz I want some bread
I could care less how she perform while she in the bed
Bitches that try catch a date and come and play the kid
Look baby this is simple you cant see, you fucking with me you fucking with a P-I-M-P

(Chorus 2x)

(Verse 2)
I'm by my money you see, girl you can holla at me
If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair bitch I'm a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
How it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch some TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some champagne, and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you need some one, I'm the one you should call
Ill be there to pick you up if ever you should fall
If you got problems I could solve them, they big or they small
That other nigga you be with aint about shit
I'm your friend, your father, AND confidant, BITCH

(Chorus 2x)

(Verse 3)
Shorty I told you fools before, I stay with the twos
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a hoe till I got a bitch confused
She got on payless, me I got on gator shoes
I'm shopping for Chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this ho, you could have her when I'm done I aint gonna keep her
Man bitches come and go, every nigga and pimp they know
They say mystique but you aint gotta keep it on the low
Bitch tutor me how you strippin in the street
Put my other hoes down you get your ass beat
Now lick my bottom bitch, you always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your hoe outta pocket I put a charge on the bitch
Cuz I need 4 TVs and they Mgs for a 6
Hoe make the pimp rich, I aint payin bitch
Catch a dick, such a dick shiiiiiit...trick

(Chorus 2x)

Yea, In Hollywood they say there's no business like show business
In the hood they say there's no business like ho business
you know
See I talk a little fast, but if you listen real fast
I aint gotta slow down for you 2 catch up BITCH
Hahaha, Yea

(TONY YAYO VERSE)

Aww nigga do you know what this is
One shot one kill whats the deal G-UNIT! (here we go now!)
Aww nigga do you know who you with
It's tony yayo up in this bitch
Got them german lugers with them hollow tips
See shot lugers with an extra clip

(50 CENT VERSE)
50 cent back on that gangsta shit
On my way ot to flip them bricks
In that big body benz you know its oh 6
Got your bitch on my dick i stack them chips
And a flash as a f**k my jewels so sick
From a block away you can see them kid
Dont front mothaf**ka you know my style
I dont go nowhere without my 40 cal
Im on the low shorty gotta thing for the kid
And you know im feelin to take her back to the crib
Here we go imma show her how a playa live
At the door i tell her to take her clothes off...shit

(HOOK)
(50 CENT) - shorty so seductive dancin on me
Its the way that she move that makin me horny
If i wake up next to her in the morning
Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again
(YAYO) - shorty so seductive dancin on me
The way that she move makin me horny
If i wake up next to her in the morning
Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again

(TONY YAYO VERSE)
I put the g in g-unit baby i got game
Head to go good to go and i dont know your name
Is it the wheels on the hot car meals on the shock bar
Or you just wanna quickie with a rap star
Ladies tell the truth you know im cute
But what really turns you on is the rims on my coupe
Before you jump in my whip and you get dropped off
You goin to the telly and you gettin popped off
I cant stop thinkin of the things you do


When your freakin me and im freakin you
I said the ice on my neck make the shortys stare
Baby let me fly you in my lair
Stop slow down baby if you hear this in the club shake and go down baby
Its past my curfew but parole don't know
Tear up the club dont call my p.o.

(HOOK)
(50 CENT) - shorty so seductive dancin on me
Its the way that she move that makin me horny
If i wake up next to her in the morning
Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again
(YAYO) - shorty so seductive dancin on me
The way that she move is makin me horny
If i wake up next to her in the morning
Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again

(TONY YAYO VERSE)
My ways be spinnin i charm the amazing way
You know them black and them white and the asian women
Lets cut the small talk you know why i brought you
I can't stand when a dime act anti-social
Gucci,lip gloss,louis baton,and the boots from batego vanetto cost a arm
Yayos a don my car european
You got mirrors in your pants cause i can see me in um
Listen i piss out cris inhale haze
Im a get married and get laid all day
Tattoos and piercings and rings in your tongue
Shorty things like that will make my black ass cum
I need groupie love the coupe on dubs
Im in this club with a tre pound star
Dont blame it on david im all iced out
Cause 50 got me rich so the bar all priced out

(HOOK)
(50 CENT) - shorty so seductive dancin on me
Its the way that she move that makin me horny
If i wake up next to her in the morning
Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again
(YAYO) - shorty so seductive dancin on me
The way that she move is makin me horny
If i wake up next to her in the morning
Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again

Man I'm gonna do my thing,
it's crazy in the club when I'm in there, man
trust me homie, I'm not playin'
the dance floor of the chain I say (Get Up!)

I came to bring you that California Love
in the middle of New York,
haters all of the above.
I'm not playin' I said I'm off the chain
you niggers better follow instructions, I say (Get up!)

I ball 'till I fall
I stunt 'till I drop
I'm off the showroom floor,
not the used car lot.

You buy a bottle,
I but the bar.
I make any other week feel like Mardi Gras.

When I get into, I get into it
Everybody can't do it the way I do it

I make it rain, then the sun comes out.
A nigger playin' then the guns come out, now

My question is who they goin' to blame
when I' back number one on that billboard again.
Shit chip now The Game don't change.
Since Mike made Triller and Prince made Purple Rain.

I guess I make they kids want slangin,
then N.W.A. made the West Coast bangin'
Nah, It's just music
Man it's just music
Now get your ass on the dance floor and move it

I have the savoir-faire
I'm the reason everybody here I say (Get Up!)
I make it hot I make it hot in here
your feet hurting I really don't care
I say (Get up!)
I wanna see, I wanna see you move
and get on a little groove
I said (Get up!)
I'm getting money man I really don't care
now lemme see you put your hands in the air I say (Get Up!)

You look good, I want to get to know you better
you look good in them jeans and them red stilletos
You got a Bentley Coup booty baby I wanna drive
See I tell you what your mileage is just when I'm inside
I wanna take you for a spin, you know round and round
switch gears until your love come down
I take you to the point of no return,
if you listen you learn,
just how a nigger earn
I got money to burn.
While The Game ban bitched
she dropped the bomb on me
she suck it down and up and down, gracefully

Rick James would have said she a brick house
But 50 you should go ahead and see what that bitch bout'.
I found out she like hard I like it huh
back it up and get you some
I know how to get you sprung
tune you up
pierce your tongue
under the hood it's so good
she said so good god damn I'm so good
Nigga what up?

I have the savoir-faire
I'm the reason everybody here I say (Get Up!)
I make it hot I make it hot in here
your feet hurting I really don't care
I say (Get up!)
I wanna see, I wanna see you move
and get on a little groove
I said (Get up!)
I'm getting money man I really don't care
now lemme see you put your hands in the air I say (Get Up!)

and get into it
you now rock the building you know that
I said (Get Up!)
and get into it
Imma show you just how we do it
I said (Get Up!)
Aftermath, still Shady aftermath
I said (Get Up!)
aftermath, still Shady aftermath