(feat. The Game, G-Unit)

[50 Cent]

Yeah, let's take 'em back
Uh-huh..


Comin up I was confused, my mommy kissin' a girl
Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world
Daddy ain't around, probably out commitin' felonies

My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out +My Melody+"
I wanna live good, so %#@! I sell dope
For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes

Lana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat
If I can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'd be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep that night

Woke up the next mornin, ^!$$%z had stole my bike
Different day, same %#@!, ain't nothin' good in the hood
I'd run away from this (*##$ and never come back if I could


[Chorus x2: 50 Cent (The Game)]
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top

And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)


[The Game]
I told Dre from the gate "I'd carry the heat for ya"

First mix tape song I inherited beef for ya
Gritted my teeth for ya, G-G-G-G for ya
Put Compton on my back when you in need of soldiers

At my last show I threw away my N.W.A. gold
I had the whole crowd yellin' "Free Yayo!"
So ^!$$%z better get out outta mine

For I creep and turn your projects into Columbine
And I'm rap's MVP
Don't make me remind y'all what happened in D.C.

This nig named Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it seems your lil' rat turned out to be a mouse

This beef %#@! is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even Young Buck can vouch
When the doubts was out, who gave the west mouth-to-mouth?!


[Chorus x2: 50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)]
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top

And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)


[50 Cent]
From the beginnin to the end, losers lose

When it's win this is real we ain't got to pretend
The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain
I thought it would change, It's stayin' the same


[Lloyd Banks]
How many of them boys is witcha'

When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walking with a snub
Cause ^!$$%z do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin on

the rug
Ain't never had much but a Walkman and a bud
My role model is gone snortin' up his drug

Bad enough they want me to choke my boy
Just got poked in the throat
Now it's an Auggie shirt and my coat

Now I'm speedin', reminiscin'
Holdin my weed here, never listen
If I see him I'ma lift em

Maybe that will even the score
If not, it'll be me on the floor


[Chorus x2: 50 Cent (Tony Yayo)]
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop

(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)


[Tony Yayo]

I started out at 15, scared as hell
I took 30 off a pack and made them sales
As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot
With that lil deuce-deuce and my triple fat goose
Sippin +Easy Jesus+, rockin a leases?

My momma wit me when she found my pieces
I look back on life, thank God I'm blessed
We the best on the planet so forget the rest

[Young Buck]

You know I'm still nice with my cook game
Look man, it's a hood thang
That's why I'm loved in Brook-lyn
I handle mine just like a real ^!$$% should
If I do some time homey, I'm still all good

Let me show you what a thug got, born to die
I took the bullets outta 50 and put em in my .45
And I ain't even got my feet wet yet
A seven figga ^!$$% who ain't seen award or check yet

[Chorus x2: 50 Cent (Young Buck)]

Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)