(feat. 50 Cent and Tony Yayo)

^!$$% Your Time Is Up, I Aint Come To Kid You

I Knew You ^!$$%s Was Dumb, But How Dumb Is You
Thinkin You Can See The King, When You Unofficial
You Dont wanna Go To War, Cuz I'll Launch These Missiles

I'm A Ride Or Die ^!$$%, I Be Tearin %#@! Up
We Aint Like Them Other Fools, Who Dont Compare To Us
All The Hoes Love A ^!$$%, They be Backing It Up

But Me I Love Money I Be Stacking It Up
When My Bandwagon Pull Up They Hop On Board
They Hop Right On Mine and Hop Right Off Yours

I Get Respect Homie All Across The Board
I Get A Quarter Mill A Track Without An Award
Ever Wanna Test A ^!$$% Then Come See Me

In The Street I Hold My Ground Like I'm Concrete
I Know %#@! Aint Sweet so When %#@! Get Deep
I'm Rich I Can Pay To Have You Six Feet Deep

(^!$$%)

[Chorus:]

I Give It To Whoever Want It, If You Want It Come See Me
You Know Where I'm At If You, If You Want It Come Get Me [x2]


[50 Cent:]
^!$$% You Violate I Regulate Rat Tat Tat
Bigger Shells They Fit In That Banana Clip Tech

Run and A Bullseye Form on Your Back
It's Hard To Miss Wit A Full Clip In The Mac
I Got Ammo Ammo I Unload, Reload Cut A ^!$$% Quick

Ye My Knife Game Lethal That Tough Guy %#@!
^!$$% Thats What I see Through
You Like a 3 Course Meal Mother$#&@er I Eat You

You Food And I'm In The Mood So Front I Let The Hammer Fly
^!$$% You Can Duck, Run For Cover, Or Die
Your Choice, You Choose

I Pop, You Move, Like You In Shock You Been Shot
^!$$%.. Your Blood On The Street, You Up Ships Creek
You Can Hardly Speak, Startin To Get Weak Your Eyes Close

Your Life Flash, Your Heart Slow, Your Heart Stop,
Your $$# Dead, You $#&@ed Kid


[Chorus]

[Tony Yayo:]

I'm Like Nicholas Cage Yeye Its The Ghost Rider
P89 Ye I Let My Toast Slide, Costa Rica To Brazil
I Got My Hoes In The Lamb, why Your (*##$ Bald Headed

Like Britney Spears, I'm In The Projects Gettin Dope and Piff Money
2 More Flips Thats Anna Nicole Smith Money, $#&@ A G4
I'm In a G 500, G 450, G550, Thats Airplane Talk

I'm The Aviator Man Baby AR Shoot Your Baby Out Your Hands
Spaghetti And Corn Bread, Mix Got Me Blunted,
There's No Talk Abouts.. You Dont $#&@ On An Empty Stomach

By Out The Mall, Then Hug The Block, Hundred Thou Wood Grain
In A Phantom Drop, Then I Cruise In The Club
Got My Ruge In The Club, Pay A Bouncer A Buck

Now My Uz In The Club, Ye ^!$$%

[Chorus]