not having it you're not the shaper You aim with precision for what you want in me I've got a different conviction the mold you want to fit isn't legitimate You
Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment Would you capture it or just let it slip? Yo, His palms
friends against you But you was a real nigga, I could sense it in you I still remember the window of the car that you went through That’s fucked up, but
am "Now you comin' with me" (Explosion) Man, that shit is crazy baby Can you dig it, can you dig it, can you feel it, is you wit it Its off the
[50 Cent] I, know, you, know I'm, on, fiiiii-re [Chorus: 50 Cent] If, you don't know, who I be You betta ask somebooooody about me Oh - you wanna
he hot If I catch you without my scratch I'm stretchin ya out If you catch me without the burna burn me I beg of you shoot off the leg of you and kick
all these rappers you would swear I had a hit list Everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness If you aint been a part of it at least you got to
Look, if you had, one shot, or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted, one moment Would you capture it? Or just let it slip, yo His palms
Killing all these rappers you would swear I had a hit list Everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness If you ain't been a part of it at least you
' You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets If you lookin' for me, I'll be rollin' You can find me in the streets, you, you
you get it popping or get to popping 'em (Ya'meen) You know the haters diss you, let's deal with bigger issues You know New York is dying after all the shit we been through
or lock up or rec time, dude 'll be a daily news headline You ain't the best, what memo got sent? if you got dogs what kennel they in? So if you wanna
Sedan Pull your mouth out till you can't finish a damn Ham sandwich or your canned spinach or Spam You gotta sip through a straw Shop lift through the
You nasty, you nasty, bitch That's what I said, bitch (You nasty) I said you nasty (You nasty) Fuck that shit, fuck you hoes Fuck all y'all, man (You
m from Oakland You fuck with us bitch, somethin' gettin' broken Your leg, arm, jaw, nose, pick a part Oakland motherfuckers'll break your heart Until you recognize game in your face You
' between the lines The whole game's in parenthesis Talk about models and how you with somethin' When you really shootin' air balls You ain't hittin' nothin' Nathan, through
Killin' all these rappers, you would swear I had a hit list Everybody who doubted me is askin' for forgiveness If you ain't been a part of it, at least you
