50 Cent — Ill Whip Ya Head Boy

[Chorus: 50 Cent] I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Two niggas in the front, two niggas in the back Thats four niggas ridin' strapped in grandpa's Cadillac The voice in my head say, "Fuck all these niggas" Then I start thinkin', 'I should rob all these niggas' Man, my homies then wan' do whatever I wan' do I say I wan' eat they say shit we wan' eat too Let's ride around find a nigga stuntin' on front street With the shine's on niggas be lookin' like lunch meat I run up on a nigga, pop one on the floor Tell um come up off that shit 'fore we start poppin' some more Fuck a ski mask, man, niggas know who I is I got a full clip and niggas know I get biz [Chorus: 50 Cent] I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed [Verse 2: 50 Cent] I'm up early in the mornin', tryna make a move We come in here with me shorty take your lil' one to school Even though she cause the drama, you love your baby momma I hit her with the llama to get this cake Give us the coke, the cash, the combo to the safe Oh, she don't know it? Damn, okay, we'll wait I play with your kid on the couch, while your bitch on the phone With a gun to her head sayin' "daddy come home" You was rollin' poppin' bubbly, didn't think it get ugly In the hood shit is lovely until it go bad Now you can pray for a miracle and God might be hearin' you And the nine will jam right in my hand [Chorus: 50 Cent] I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed [Verse 3: Young Buck] I got his homies screamin' Buck you need to calm down Niggas be gettin' killed everytime you come around We ran up in his crib, made his momma kiss the ground She askin' "God, what my baby done did now?" I'm takin' everything, jewellery I want it all Duct tape him up, rip the phone cords out the wall (Gimme that) Fuck waitin' we gon' starve waitin' on tomorrow So ask Satan if he got a car that I can borrow I'm impatient like a money hungry rap star I jack him for his chain and I can get a new Jaguar The mack'lI have his brains all over the fuckin' sidewalk And I'ma be on CNN again, it ain't my fault March nigga step, right nigga left G-Unit soldier, I'm thuggin' 'til my death [Chorus: 50 Cent] I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed I'll whip your head, boy, you know I will I'll whip your head, boy, with the back of the steel I'll whip your head, boy, your cap could get peeled I'll whip your head, boy, your ass could get killed