Home 50 Cent Biography 50 Cent Discography 50 Cent Wallpapers 50 Cent Lyrics 50 Cent Picture Galleries: Picture Gallery 1 Picture Gallery 2 Picture Gallery 3 Picture Gallery 4 G-Unit Picture Gallery 50 Cent Message Board Poster Stores: 50 Cent Poster Store G-Unit Posters Tupac Posters, Photos Eminem Poster Store Michael Jordan Muhammad Ali Basketball Posters NBA Posters	50 Cent Lyrics
	Whoo Kid Lyrics
	[50 Cent talking] [Hook] You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine You mad at me? Shit cause you can't shine You ain't gettin' yours? thats fucked up cause I'm gettin' mine [50 Cent] I got a M1 in my hand, I'm feelin' to start killin' shit I'm not the nation's new Malcolm X, but I'm militant What, I'm supposed to be scared cause you got a big chest? My four fifth will lift you and your motherfuckin' bench press Why you screamin' war senseless, I'm tryin' to spaz Swing my knife, tore break it off in yo ass Niggas get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear 'em out Four fifth, four shots, that'll fuckin' air 'em out In the hood niggas love me cause I keep it real G-Unit niggas, they gon' always make bail Whether it's two G's or twenty G's Whether or not wit two pieces or two keys Bitch please, get on ya knees you can lick these balls I'm not that nigga that you striptease for You gotta a problem or anger nigga to call Cause I'm out like a pimp and a trick, bitch! [Hook] You want beef wit me? take a number, get in line You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine You mad at me? Shit cause you can't shine You ain't get yours? That's fucked up cause I'm gettin' mine [50 Cent talks till end]
Back to Lyrics Gallery