Artist: 50 Cent f/ Tony Yayo Album: The Big 10 Song: Nah, Nah, Nah Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: 50 Cent] Got the shotgun, got the handgun Got the paper in my Nike box Burn the haze up, better raise up 'Fore you get your punk ass shot [Chorus: 50 Cent] We hunt 'em down, and gun 'em down Cut 'em down to the floor - nah nah nah You fuck around, the tre-pound That's six rounds for the raw - nah nah nah We on the trip, fuck up a flip Hundred grams of the raw - nah nah nah We on the shit, we spit a clip At your whip homeboy - nah nah nah [50 Cent] Yeah I run the town like a marathon, track star, trap star Teflon shock plate, front and back, uhh P-90 Ruger talk, 38-special flow Hollow-tip, Prada shit, flyest nigga in New York C-4 in the function, the bomb niggaz frontin I got it like they want it so they hatin when I'm stuntin I'm hot now, I'm bigger than the block now Rolls drop top down, Lambo top down Violate get shot down, I live by the codes you follow I jux somethin nigga 'fore I beg or borrow I come from the street where there's strong and there's weak And when the strong hungry the weak's somethin to eat [Chorus] [Tony Yayo] Yeah, this rap shit is fake if you really wanna ask me I'm in the projects with a bitch like Cassie Drop top Maybach, the roof all glassy Level two vest on cause niggaz wanna blast me I'm a menace to society, that's what the judge said My kind of money leave the D.A. and the judge dead Shorty turned 5 and he rep that 5 Shorty just turned 6 and he rep that 6 I got my crack and my fo'-fo' 'til fo' in the morning Gas up the truck, fuck, global warming My money be foreign, my cars be foreign It's pedal to the medal in them Air Force Jordans [Chorus] [Tony Yayo] Yeah, fo' bitches in the European whip +Set it Off+ like Cleo Haitian bitches talkin Creole Rappers feindin to ball, triple-header, Christmas day Navy blue Phantom Ghost, box for the pistol play Why Comrade Mary overdose on M.J.? Why Big ain't have a bullet-proof truck like me? Why the club shot up? What the fuck you expect? They don't search niggaz buyin bottles at Juliet Yeah I just left Southside, I'm Teterboro{?} Westside Money team live the dream, haters tryin to strategize We work hard, this ain't come easy Bitch slob me in the coupe, yeah I cum easy [Chorus]