(If you had the strength) If you were strong enough nigga
(If you had the strength) (You sweet) You'd probably go against me and win
(If you had the strength) (I oughta kiss you) But you?
(You'd probably like that) You don't stand a chance ni*ga!
(F**king faggot!)
I do more than talk that I mu'fuckin walk that
Blue Yankee cap back, f**k around get CLAPPED AT
I sleep with the stainless I walk with the stainless
Man everybody know about 50 I'm famous
New York New York!!! I run New York!!!
Ask Dread at the weed spot I come through in the mean drop
In different boroughs I have different moments
On different days ni*gas know how I'm on it
I'm pretty like a Harlem ni*ga, I'm a shooter like a Brooklyn ni*ga
I'm a hustler don't get no bigger
Queens, SouthSide 'til they bury me
BX two tek's, flames out the nozzles
R1 One wheel, Christian Dior goggles
Spare with me start some shit send the shooters out
Come out the club we out front with the Ruegers out
Nah ain't no sense to talkin peace my brotha
That beef will probably send your monkey ass to see Allah
These ni*gas ain't strong enough! There money ain't long enough!!!
When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!
We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! (THESE SUCKER ASS NI*GAS!!!)
These ni*gas ain't strong enough! There money ain't long enough!!!
When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!
We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! (SUCK ON THIS NI*GA!!!)
When I said I'll kill ya, I'll kill ya, as a kid I wasn't kiddin then
Special ed kid in the back on Ritalin
Crib all f**ked up, hooptie all f**ked up
Pockets all fucked up, now ni*ga wassup?
I'm rich now, niggas know about my dividends
Look at the Raw Report, check out what I'm livin in
F**k a spot now, I'm 'bout to buy a yacht now
Crib the size of the New York City clock now
Okay okay — try me and get shot down
I'm like a zebra, I got so many stripes
I'm the f**kin` general, I RUN MY CLIQUE RIGHT!
It was five of us, ALL of us millionaires
Now one's a f**kin` junkie, and one's a f**kin` queer
Now it's three of us, that's the way we started
They call me crazy, cold-blooded and BLACK-hearted
I don't play no games, nig*as «Beg for Mercy»
Then we «T.O.S.», put that ass to rest
These ni*gas ain't strong enough! There money ain't long enough!!!
When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!
We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! (THESE SUCKER ASS NI*GAS!!!)
These ni*gas ain't strong enough! There money ain't long enough!!!
When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!
We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! (SUCK ON THIS NI*GA!!!)