[50 Cent - Chorus]
I'm so disrespectful
so so so disrespectful
I'm so disrespectful
so so so disrespectful

[:: VERSE 1 ::]
You daddy f-cked your momma then f-cked your sister
then climbed in your bed playing what you should've
go ‘head take your belt off and hang yourself
matter of fact grab your strap and bang yourself
Jay's a big man he's too big to respond
Imma big d-ck you know the one everybody on
your gon make me sing murder was the case
pull this trigger sh-t ping ping should start at the face
I'm international Im never home mayne
i've gon so long my accent changed
better watch who you f-ck with mayne
or you gon make me carve you up now straight
come on Game you'll never be my equal
your homie shoot doors my n-gga shoot people
see me Im what your never gon be
I'm in that tax bracket your never gon see
when you cross me..

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[:: VERSE 2 ::]
That n-gga Buck like Game tell momma he don smoked the TV
I didnt know he f-cked with more dope than BG
plus a n-gga sipped more syrup than pepsi
man keeping these muthf-ckers rich aint easy
especially when a n-gga wanna stunt like Jeezy
and his cds didn't sell like his CD's
man that n-gga blew all of his chips like breezy's
mad cos the world won't treat him like Weezy
I don't give a f-ck n-gga please believe me

no n-gga in the vocal booth around can see me
it's crazy how I make this sh-t sound oh so easy
they say fifty not on Buck with him he oh so greasy
yeah he used to share that paper now he oh so greedy
its funny how they sh-t on n-ggas then they need me
see me I'm number one Im loading up my gun
i catch ya if you dun you p-ssy n-gga run

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[:: VERSE 3 ::]
They say first comes love then comes marriage
then they got Shaniqua in the baby carriage
then came the cash then the baby momma drama
I gave the b-tch a half a mill
she blew it on prada
I remember when I met da b-tch and she aint had nada
now got my son on some fly sh-t

now i got to buy sh-t
man I can't even flunk sh-t cos everybody want sh-t
everybody mad damn even my dad
and I don't even know him now how the f-ck I owe him
i aint giving nobody sh-t Imma show them
I gave Game hits he told me to suck d-ck
start screaming Wesstside and Dre aint say sh-t
now we just eat of ‘em and when I talk to Em
a smile comes on his face
he told me whats the case
enemies stay enemies
but friends they change
n-ggas go crazy over money my mayne

[Chorus]