50 Cent — Freestyle Takin It To The Streets

[Intro: 50 Cent] Yeah word to B.I.G. man, you niggas have some audacity Sell four mil' then you're half of me Get off my dick on this shit, I know y'all niggas copying my style [Chorus: 50 Cent] They stay at home all alone in the zone off of 50 shit That gangsta music, that makes 'em wanna grab the chrome And just roam on they own Then do it how the gangstas do it, aye [Verse: 50 Cent] You niggas want problems you're welcome Frank's not around anymore, New York's mine Blood set, Crip set, gangsta respect I give niggas the green light, ya get ya whole crew wet You've been rappin' a long time you ain't got chips yet You had that ounce a whole week, nigga you ain't flip bricks Before I leave the crib I make for sure I don't forget shit Mac, check, clip, check, vest, check, I'm ready to roll It's no contest, I'm the coldest from the East Niggas mad I'm doin' good so I wake up to new beef Niggas sayin': "yeah, I know 50 back when his name was Boo" "When he used to pump rock on that roof, before he blew" Then when they come through sayin' what's up, I'm like: "who are you?" We ain't never made no money together then we ain't cool Cocaine, baking soda, pot full of boiling water Teach ya how to cook crack, nigga, how ya like that? Turn a buck into a stack, man I mean a G stack Just took you from three-and-a-half to fourteen, you peep that shit Deep shit, keep shit on the low nigga We roll shit, smoke shit, pass the dro nigga [Chorus: 50 Cent] They stay at home all alone in the zone off of 50 shit That gangsta music, aye, that makes 'em wanna grab the chrome and just roam on they own Then do it how the gangstas do it, aye [Outro: 50 Cent] Yeah man, keep it real gangsta like, you know what I'm sayin' November Fourth, G-Unit album in stores November Fourth, G-Unit sneakers in stores It's goin' down like that you know what I'm sayin' Silverback guerillas in the concrete jungle baby You gotta love it