Classy as a mother still gutta like a bad bowl Benjamin Franklin, no X in the cash row That's right, the mills do like damn close I eat ya mill too,
now I buy chauffeur All about my penion like a motherfuckin' loafer I was in the crack game before bakin' soda Bitch, I'm a OG, bitch, I'm a OG I'm
b-b-burning, like when you leave a perm in Everywhere I go these hoes be digging in they purses for a Sharpie Cause they tryin' get the autograph person Little bit of coke mix with a
stamp gold like Fleer Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in particular My beats travel like a vortex through your spine To the top of your cerebrum cortex Make you feel like
I'm rap killer, you wouldn't find a iller hundred dollar biller I'm number one in augusta, like j.c. Like little herman from pittsburgh you pay me Like
how us real niggaz would be If we united, a nation of thugs, who could fight it? You was caught in a wild homicide or were you crucified Like the son
like a hump when it jump And it shook right, shook right Ladies on a homie like I'm Denzel Shirt off, big chain, rockin' like I'm LL Since 12, I done had a
pause Candy nigga drive candy cars, fuck the D.A., fuck the law I fuck the snow but I love a pro like flat backers I'm a Cadillac'er On parole well I'm a
I dump a few You niggas are actin' like, I won't send em to the afterlife This is Judah Zor, a hard act to follow Murderous clique nigga, known as desperado
I see a million walk the city mile The ticker tape kings and the juveniles Will anybody tell me which way to go Will anybody come back on the C.B. radio
This feels good right here, just happy to be here, I mean I gotta take a moment to thank those that made a difference Whether small or big, damn, where
I'm rap killer, you wouldn't find a iller hundred dollar biller I'm number one in Augusta, like J.C. Like little Herman from Pittsburgh you pay me Like
(Chorus - 50 Cent) A pimp aint a pimp with no hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin dough (dough) A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) A playa aint a
the hood, it's such a wonderful feeling Three car garage with the twelve foot ceilings It ought to be a crime just to feel this good I swear it ought to be a
queen you make a fool of a man turn him straight when you hit the scene Im like a voter girl you got me rock hard Ide be like a baby boy with a brand
sonny lke scholars and you write 'em on your collars You'll bomb and you'll try before a million dollars I get like a leopard, attack, ransack, disturb, cold crush Use a
gold head lights Man, I'm on an all night flight Worth about a millie on a silly night On the really,I'm worth about a hundred millie on a rainy night
out to Amsterdam, Switzerland Berlin, Sweden, you feel me? I want a man who can take the job (It's an S.O.S. in progress) Feel like I need to be involved