[Chorus: scratching] Pain In Da Ass "Fuck You" Styles don't give a fuck" [3x] Styles "I don't give a who you are" Pain The Ass " Fuck You" Nas "Niggaz this and that" Big Pun "I'm even, even better than Styles "I don't give a fuck you are" Pain In Da "Fuck you" Nas "Niggaz is and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best" Styles don't give a fuck who you are" In Da Ass "Fuck you" Nas "Niggaz this and that" Big Pun "I'm even, even better than Styles "I don't give a fuck who you Nas "Niggaz is this and that, I'm I'm just, I'm just the best" [Verse] Either I'm trippin' off the I could feel the world turnin' I'm havin' flashbacks, I can feel the burnin' Comin' up, I was never back down That's why I act the I act now, hold the mac down 32 shots, squeeze there ain't a shell left Come with my gun you can smell death They get first laugh, I get the last laugh homie Hit the gas on it, pull up and mash 'em There's a lot of talk in the streets about Niggaz know, ain't nothing sweet about Get back questions, like "50, who shot ya?... You think was Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?" Nigga, street shit should stay in street So, keep on the low But everybody who's somebody already few words for any nigga that get hit the fuck up My advice if you get shot down, get the fuck up LET'S GO (Different Variations)] [Verse] Maaaaaaaaan I told niggaz not to with me they still push me Figured they'd get with it cause Tone and Poke pussy been gone through static, shot at with automatics Since 90, when Nas came out "Illmatic" If Suge was home, Death Row would good for me Cause Tommy Matola ain't shootin out in the hood me I've been shot 9 times my nigga that's I walk funny Hit in the jaw once, why I funny With a Ruger on my hip, I walk street with no care Think my grandma's the only reason I'm here My wrist icy, keep my icy, keep my neck icy That's why you bitch like so I'm a heavyweight How dare these niggaz take lightly? I ain't come to friends and niggaz aint gotta like me My own homie said you done lost yo' mind" Cause I shootout in broad day, run toss my nine (Different Variations)] [Verse] Can't find a nigga in the hood, say "50 ain't hot" When I I'm sound like Eminem and Kid Rock Play the block, with the watch rocked the fuck up Jukes me, A week later y'all be shot the up Born healthy baby, I wasn't always crazy This aint how moma me, this how the hood made me The D's call me by government name I dumb and shoot up parks Have niggaz runnin' "Jesus Comin'" There's wet pillows prison, niggaz cry in the dark Cause they did in the day, niggaz would question they heart when they come home, the come home that tough walk, talking that "Rockavalede" Talk'll you shot in New York - BBBBLLLLATTTTT Sex, money, murder, gotta eat But I tryin do +Hard Time+ like +Pistol P+ See, niggaz uptown understand me the street You niggaz uptown'll "Stan" me the street Ha-ha (Different Variations)]