[Intro: DJ Clue & 50 Cent]

Yeah nigga

Yeah, we gonna smoke this motherfucker right here, right

We gon' smoke this shit

And then I'ma drink a lot a water

And I'ma take Golden Seal, so my PO don't find out I'm smoking this shit, aight?

[Verse: 50 Cent]

Yo, niggas wouldn't rob Frankie if they had the chance

Wasn't cause of him—it was cause of his man Lance

Frankie cut crack (Woo), Lance hold the Mac (Yeah)

If fiends fuck with Frankie's packs, Lance cut the crackheads

He popped up, thought he was locked up

Came thru stuntin' wit his wrist all rocked up

Shoulda seen him smile, missin' the tooth

Coupe missin the roof

He like "What up, 50?" I'm like, "What up with you?"

Lance had a reputation that was well earned

Heard he taught niggas how them shells burn

Out there in Redfern

At the dice game, he rolled a headcrack in a crack

I'm like "Nah, I ain't paying for that! Nigga, shoot it back"

Niggas lookin at me like I'm crazy, they shook

I don't give a fuck who he shot out in Red Hook

Asked about Bone—yeah, Bizzy was my man

'Tilhe beat me for ten grand and sold my Mac for seven grand (Fuckin' crazy)

His man was thirsty, I could tell by his look

Cause he looked the way I look

When I look for a juks, bitch!

[Outro: 50 Cent]

Motherfucker

Teamwork, work hard nigga

50 Cent

Rotten Apple

G-UNIT!

Lloyd Banks

Tony Yayo, nigga

Ay what's up, nigga

Yea you motherfuckin' right this DJ Clue, Grand Theft Audio 2

Now G... **Gun cocks**

The fuck out the car nigga don't make me rush you, nigga

Shoot that nigga, 50!