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(feat. G-Unit, Scarlett)

[50 Cent] G Unit!

[50 Cent] A, B

[Scarlett] You can`t fuck with me

[50 Cent] C, D

[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets

[50 Cent] E, F

[Scarlett] Don`t talk me to death

[50 Cent] G, H

[Scarlett] It`s elementary



[Scarlett]

Picture me rolling Range Rover

Same color your Air Force Ones

White on white, ya like?

Red I flight the night

From L.A. to N.Y.

I`m Harlem bound

You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett `round

Niggas get the heart to holla while we up in the club

But get intimidated when they see me sitting on dubs

I hear `em whispering " dat ain`t a man, shit that`s her."

She roll with them G Unit niggas, that`s what`s up

Disrespect me, I`ll have niggas blast ya up

Take my advice, don`t let ya peoples grass ya up

I got a fetish for the chips

20`s for the six

Hollows for the clips

Try me, if you think I`m playing bitch

And the police we`ll have another crime scene taker

Jim Star crush your head, give your ass a shape-up

Uptown niggas known for the money they make

Everybody ain`t shook, you see doing the shake



[50 Cent - Hook]

The boss spending ends

Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV`s"

The snitch in the precinct saying

"He sell X, he sell techs, and he sell D"

The balla by the bar saying,

"Everybody drink, the best champagne, it`s all on me"

Snitch in the back of the police car

Pointing out the window saying, "He robbed me"

It`s elementary



[Lloyd Banks]

1,2,3,4

[50 Cent]

Lloyd Banks` in the house

[Lloyd Banks]

Now get the fuck on the floor

I slid through the front door

With the 9 and the velour

A cal in my pocket

You wil`, I`mma pop it

I`m down for a profit

I`m ghetto as hell

You can`t you tell?

My road dog, under the jail

Getting frustrating mail

So I`m drinking and smoking

Thinking and hoping

This cell gon` open

You can dance next to me, but don`t throw an elbow

I`ll throw one back and leave blood on your Shell Toes

Hell no

I ain`t paying for pleasure

Your pussy don`t bring rainbows and pots of treasure

It`s every girl`s dream, to floss with the team

Long on the suine

DVD`s on the screen

Blowing on cream

Waiting for you to scheme

You ain`t gotta know how to read, to spray a magazine



[Hook]



[Tony Yayo]

I don`t wanna grow up, I`mma hustler kid

Go`head and stunt, see I don`t pop two your wig

I`m artistic, intelligent, so much ability

When I use them big words, your bitch be feeling me

So ya`ll niggas hate me, `cause your wives be our groupies

Ya`ll irritate me, like loud people in the movies

Fall back, matter fact back down

`Cause I just passed security without no pat down

You can catch me in the bathroom blowing a sticky

Or catch me on the dancefloor feeling some tits

Sex sells, so I`mma P-I-M-P

So my pockets never be empty

It ain`t no problem, we scoop them models

We got condoms, coups, and lavish condos

50 got me getting ass like I never did

So when I step in the club, hoes love the kid



[Hook]



[50 Cent]

The cat in the house go

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow

The bird in the cage go

Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet

It`s elementary

(feat. G-Unit, Scarlett)

[50 Cent] G Unit!

[50 Cent] A, B

[Scarlett] You can`t fuck with me

[50 Cent] C, D

[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets

[50 Cent] E, F

[Scarlett] Don`t talk me to death

[50 Cent] G, H

[Scarlett] It`s elementary



[Scarlett]

Picture me rolling Range Rover

Same color your Air Force Ones

White on white, ya like?

Red I flight the night

From L.A. to N.Y.

I`m Harlem bound

You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett `round

Niggas get the heart to holla while we up in the club

But get intimidated when they see me sitting on dubs

I hear `em whispering " dat ain`t a man, shit that`s her."

She roll with them G Unit niggas, that`s what`s up

Disrespect me, I`ll have niggas blast ya up

Take my advice, don`t let ya peoples grass ya up

I got a fetish for the chips

20`s for the six

Hollows for the clips

Try me, if you think I`m playing bitch

And the police we`ll have another crime scene taker

Jim Star crush your head, give your ass a shape-up

Uptown niggas known for the money they make

Everybody ain`t shook, you see doing the shake



[50 Cent - Hook]

The boss spending ends

Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV`s"

The snitch in the precinct saying

"He sell X, he sell techs, and he sell D"

The balla by the bar saying,

"Everybody drink, the best champagne, it`s all on me"

Snitch in the back of the police car

Pointing out the window saying, "He robbed me"

It`s elementary



[Lloyd Banks]

1,2,3,4

[50 Cent]

Lloyd Banks` in the house

[Lloyd Banks]

Now get the fuck on the floor

I slid through the front door

With the 9 and the velour

A cal in my pocket

You wil`, I`mma pop it

I`m down for a profit

I`m ghetto as hell

You can`t you tell?

My road dog, under the jail

Getting frustrating mail

So I`m drinking and smoking

Thinking and hoping

This cell gon` open

You can dance next to me, but don`t throw an elbow

I`ll throw one back and leave blood on your Shell Toes

Hell no

I ain`t paying for pleasure

Your pussy don`t bring rainbows and pots of treasure

It`s every girl`s dream, to floss with the team

Long on the suine

DVD`s on the screen

Blowing on cream

Waiting for you to scheme

You ain`t gotta know how to read, to spray a magazine



[Hook]



[Tony Yayo]

I don`t wanna grow up, I`mma hustler kid

Go`head and stunt, see I don`t pop two your wig

I`m artistic, intelligent, so much ability

When I use them big words, your bitch be feeling me

So ya`ll niggas hate me, `cause your wives be our groupies

Ya`ll irritate me, like loud people in the movies

Fall back, matter fact back down

`Cause I just passed security without no pat down

You can catch me in the bathroom blowing a sticky

Or catch me on the dancefloor feeling some tits

Sex sells, so I`mma P-I-M-P

So my pockets never be empty

It ain`t no problem, we scoop them models

We got condoms, coups, and lavish condos

50 got me getting ass like I never did

So when I step in the club, hoes love the kid



[Hook]



[50 Cent]

The cat in the house go

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow

The bird in the cage go

Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet

It`s elementary

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