Lloyd in the house, bad news Tony in the house, bad news 50 in the house Bad news whenever 50 around it's bad
Tray pound's in the house, bad 40 Kal's in the house, bad I got a knife in the Bad news whenever 50 around bad news
A made the lil man mad I'm flossin' bad I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put bitch the Boston crab I talk 'cause it costs to brag Around here bitches around wit the hair outta a horses head
Rap it get your face on them bricks I really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch Y'all like ninety-nine bananas That's why I got niggaz wit ninety-nine hammers
They all want a to stop 'Cause I rap slick enough to the ring off of Vivica Fox I'm just a playa that out where the coaches know why I'ma be around longer than the hope foe sho
You and man y'all both should know all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go Shit I been since the fifth grade That's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a blade
I don't you, you don't like me It's not likely we'll ever be friends Why (Ma, back at it again)
I like you, you don't like me It's not likely that we'll be friends Why (Ma, back at it again)
Rule number one pick a target and study him for See they rest at and lay with their peeps Now you got the drop, know their routine So the second rule leave the crime scene clean
rule pick a day, fourth rule pick a time Fifth rule pick a fifth, sixth rule a nine And the rule make sure your sidearm sweet So when the shootout you leave him six feet
Eighth in a fast car with disguise Use a ski mask shades on your eyes Ninth rule don't say shit 'cause listen Fuck around you end up stuck in the system
And the tenth don't put a tag on a broken heart Just put a toe-tag on your And number 11, you pulled a body but you not a legend You better where you heading
I don't like you, you like me It's not likely that we'll be friends Why (Ma, 50's at it again)
I don't you, you don't like me not likely that we'll ever be friends Why (Ma, 50's at it again)
Go ahead, go against me, I'll hurt your in my cross the size of your earrings My level's high nigga can't tell Lickin' my at ya bitch like I'm L L
I smile like a nigga in jail receiving Better yet like nigga that made bail From day one I came in the game said I was hot got scared, "Cent got money," and I got shot
You put pressure on me when you compare me to I'm just a new kid, I help that I'm hot little niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter I'll shots at the ship and watch the sheeps scatter
My never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies You scared then get the around me execs, know not to play wit my check I come through with my knife 'cause I'm a your neck (Yeah)
I don't you, you don't like me It's not likely we'll ever be friends Why (Ma, 50's at it again)
I like you, you don't like me It's not likely that we'll be friends Why (Ma, back at it again)
Banks in the house, bad news Tony in the house, bad news 50 cent in the Bad news 50 around it's bad news
Tray in the house, bad news 40 Kal's in the house, bad I got a knife in the Bad news whenever 50 around bad news