[Intro: 50 Cent & [?]]
**Phone beeping**
Just let the shit play, son
**Phone beeping**
[?]
Yo C, who the fuck is that you callin' you, son?
Mo bitches? Hahahaha, 1999, n***a
Bill Gates, shit, yeah, yeah
50 Cent
Hottest n***a on the streets
Ya'll n***as know how we do
Haha
Ayo (Huh)
I'ma fuck 'em up (huh)
Ayo, ayo

[Verse: 50 Cent]
N***as was tired of bein' broke so I hit 'em with packs
Y'all got tired of the fiction so I hit you with facts
If a n***a is a problem, two ways you can solve him
Semi-automatically or tray-eight revolve him
When Alpo killed Rich, he killed Harlem
According to AZ, the game is crazy
Here it is the bottom line, New York is mine
I take this bitch over one block at a time
All I need is a connect like [?] or [?] 'cause back in the days they hit Rich with crazy bricks (Yea)
Let's go back to the essence when shit was real (Uh)
N***as push Caddys, Regals and Bonnevilles (Uh-huh)
I think in '90 the code broke, and n***as start snitchin' (What)
But that ain't stop shit 'cause the bricks kept flippin'
'Round the same time my uncle Rock came home from jail
Rich received his little brother finger in the mail
Rest in peace to Donell, stories I tell are real
Cutmaster C, who fuckin' with me? 50 Cent, 9-9
[Outro: [?] & 50 Cent]
Yeah, yeah
Yo [?] when I see you
It's on
You heard him, n***a? When he see you it's on, n***a
50 Cent, Cutmaster C, motherfucker
Chinese food eatin', [?] [?] fuckin', yo these n***as is clowns, man
Bum ass n***as, Sticky Fingaz, I see yo punk ass, I'll fuck you up, n***a
Bald headed, male stripper lookin' motherfucker
Punk ass n***a, ya'll n***as is actors
Ayo Nitty, yo [?] ya'll gon' have to tie these n***as up, man
Let these n***as in the trunk of my fuckin' CLK or somethin', man
[?] to the river
Ayo Doc