Hip Hop

Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent] Right here (Why haven't you learned anything?) Uh, uh, uh One, two, one, two, uh Uh, uh (One, two, one, two) Uh, uh [Chorus: 50 Cent & dead prez] Nigga, I run hip-hop, hip-hop Hip-hop, hip-hop Nigga, G-Unit is hip-hop, hip-hop Hip-hop, hip-hop [Verse: 50 Cent] One thing 'bout my music It hit you, feel the pain Nigga, I'll take control of your brain Listen now, nigga, I'm not playing Are you ready for that? Soldier, soldier, grab your gat I show you who to aim it at Bang, bang, bang, run, toss the gat No, no, no, no lookin' back Nigga, leave the watch, we ain't come for that Bitch, quit playing, where the paper at? Shit I rolled, ace, I'm shooting it back Everybody know how my paper stack Twenty-inch chrome on the Cadillac Automatic shotgun, can you handle that? On the bullshit, nigga, that's a fact Ride through the motherfucking hoods strapped (Oh, oh) Put work in nigga that's that Cocked to bust it and you'll blast back Got a little money, wanna flash that Before the wolves come out and blast gats Pedal to the metal, nigga, mash that Before your ass end up in a casket, I said in a casket (Whoo) Who shot Biggie Smalls? We don't get 'em, they gon' kill us all Man, Puffy know who hit that nigga, man, that nigga soft He scared them boys from the Westside'll break him off Dump on his ass, so he run to Harlem, shake 'em off [Chorus: 50 Cent & dead prez] Nigga, I run hip-hop, hip-hop Hip-hop, hip-hop Nigga, G-Unit is hip-hop, hip-hop Hip-hop, hip-hop (Ring the alarm) Nigga, I run hip-hop, hip-hop Hip-hop, hip-hop Nigga, G-Unit is hip-hop, hip-hop Hip-hop, hip-hop (Oh, oh) [Outro: 50 Cent] I guess this means I won't be invited to the white parties in the Hamptons I don't give a fuck I don't wanna hang out with you punk ass, no way Get me motherfucking running 'round this nigga, Ma$e Now you wanna play games, don't wanna make the deal, nigga Man, I'll fuck your shit up, nigga Is you crazy, nigga? Matter o' fact, you know what? I don't wanna do the deal no more Fuck the deal, nigga You wanna play games, you wanna waste my motherfucking time, nigga? Time is money, nigga, you wasting the motherfucking money, nigga Aight I see what you trying to do But I don't know why you doing what you trying to do Why you want to make me tell everybody what Misa told me Huh? Now you go on and send me fifty thousand dollars For this nigga travel fees You know, air fare, hotel space For that last tour, nigga Or I'll really service your ass, nigga, hahahahahaha Looks like Puff got 50 conned in May