[Hook: 50 Cent]
Put on my O.J. gloves and watch me kill this shit
Beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different shit
I'm pulling off a O.J, off, off a O.J.

[Verse 1: Kidd Kidd]
I'm smoking up my lungs,
This liquor drowning my liver
I'm now using these prescriptions, these pancakes now full of syrup
Mayweather all contenders, I eat each rappers for dinner
Put these ratting a** ni**as in a sewer; Master Splinter
Sound like my phone is bugged, give a ni**a the jitters
I don't give a fuck, tell the pigs to kiss my shitter
Yeah I'm kind of thinner but Goddam you're jeans are slimmer
I don't want you round my children, you look like a sex offender
Planet of the apes, I'm a G Unit gorilla
All these rappers claim they killers
Proly sue you when you hit them
See I'm not what you used to
I aint soo woo, I aint crippin'
I'm a rider gang ni**a
We gonn get it where we fit it

[Hook x2: 50 Cent]
Put on my O.J. gloves and watch me kill this shit
Beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different shit
I'm pulling off a O.J, off, off a O.J.

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Got a new b***h that's so bad
Yeah she don't know what she doin'
And her a** so round and fat
When she touch me I'm like boooing!
I won't hit and I won't tell
So I don't wanna flip a coin
I don't kiss it, I don't tell
So her close friend she can join
They don't call me from the pens
That's to see how things are going
So the money, it still flowing
Get a rider gang, it's still glowing
And my neck and my wrist,
And my ears and my fist
Got diamonds all over sh*t glowing
And the Lambo ain't got no top
It aint summer yet but it's hot
You gon lose the speech when you hit the streets
And you see the bit**es I got
You better believe it's real
From the Philippines to Brazil
Lil Mexican chica, I want you to meet her
People can give it to you pure
100% uncut, now ni**a you know wassup

[Hook: 50 Cent]
Put on my O.J. gloves and watch me kill this shit
Beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different shit
I'm pulling off a O.J, off, off a O.J.

[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd]
MJG, b***h I got them 8 balls
4 door garage, b***h I need 8 cars
They want me locked up
They singing like Akon
Her shatter, like a ? on
Bi**h my life right and you ni**as dead wrong
I would take your head on so you can see me head on
I'm gettin' my air blown, you know what her head on
She got my head gone, sh*t I'm bout to head home
? that's my destination
Still street, never handed in my resignation
Ding dong, I'm at your doorbell waiting
Who tryna get served, I'm 'bout to do some catering

[Hook: 50 Cent]
Put on my O.J. gloves and watch me kill this shit
Beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different shit
I'm pulling off a O.J, off, off a O.J.