[50 Cent]
I have the savoir-faire
I’m the reason, everybody, here, I said (get up! x4)
I'm gettin' money man, I really don't care
Let me see you put your ass in the air, I said (get up! x4)
[2Pac]
Thugs known to bust on sight
God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin' that thug life
Been raised in violence homicide's my lullaby
Came with the homies and learned to kick it until we die
Boss players you wonder why
I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me ride
Bitches and nigg*s in Penitentiary suits
I send 'em letters and money orders and make 'em my troops
As for you females, I got no time, I gotta get mine
You cannot blind me addicted to a life of crime
My time as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin' with John Gotti's and Scarface's
Nigg*s knew, I'd be the Don in my own crew
A million nigg*s with automatics who swarm through
You wonder who shot me here's a clue, stay alert
Cause we comin' for you, and keep it money over bitches
[50 Cent]
I have the savoir-faire
I’m the reason, everybody, here, I said (get up! x4)
I'm gettin' money man, I really don't care
Let me see you put your ass in the air, I said (get up! x4)
[Notorious B.I.G.]
A repetitive loop
All I need to destroy a soloist or group
Huh, I put it to ya boy
Hope you got the scoop
Biggie Smalls, the rap genius
I keep the glock by the penis
[50 Cent]
I make it rain, rain
Till the sun come out
A nigg* playin', playin'
We make the guns come out
Now, my question is
Who they gonna blame
A nigg* playin', playin'
When I'm back number one on the Billboard again
Shit, shift now the game done change
Since Mike made Thriller and Prince made Purple RainI guess I make the kids wanna slang
And NWA made the West Coast bang
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Into flamin' 'em like that little nigg* Damien
Pop 19 to my motherfuckin' cranium
Game tight, gun totin' motherfucker
Nigg*z in the grave thought Biggie was a sucker
I tricked 'em, I gave 'em work then I sticked 'em
I stripped 'em, cause nigg*z don't want the friction
Told you before how I bring the dra-ma
Slam Larry Johnson and his Grandma-ma
What you want, nigg*?
[50 Cent]
I have the savoir-faire
I’m the reason, everybody, here, I said (get up! x4)
I'm gettin' money man, I really don't care
Let me see you put your ass in the air, I said (get up! x4)
While they can't get a place, she drop the bomb on me
It's up and down and up and down gracefully
Rick James would've said She a Brick House
But Fifty you should go home and see what that bitch bout
I find out she like it how I like it, huh
Back it up, get ya some, I know how to get ya sprung
Tune ya up and use the tongue, under the hood is so good
She said it so good, goddamn I'm so hood, nigg* what up?
Yeah, lady, you look good, I wanna get to know you better
You look good in them jeans and them red stilettos
You got a Bentley Coupe booty baby, I wanna drive
See it'll tell you what your mileage is when I'm inside
I wanna take you for a spin, you know, round and round
Switch gears till' your love comes down
I take you to the point of no return if you listen you learn
Just how a nigg* earn, I got money to burn
I have the savoir-faire
I’m the reason, everybody, here, I said (get up! x4)
I'm gettin' money man, I really don't care
Let me see you put your ass in the air, I said (get up! x4)