50 Cent Whoo Kid Kayslay Shit Lyrics

[Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in background]
Hey pass that n____, we gettin' high
Yo, yo this is some bomb s___ right here man
50 can't even smoke this m_________er (ah haha, haha)

[Verse 1]
I can't smoke weed, cause my PO make me p___ in a cup
n____ go ahead, disrespect me, I'll f___ you up
I ain't talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up
Yo don't want stitches in yo grill m_________er, then chill
As a young buck, n____s always knew I puff
Yousta see me go to school, on a smoiler bus (woo)
I'm a sped ed kid, I'm gettin' all this paper (uh huh)
You should sit, scibble lines and see where it take ya
Had violent tendencies, so they thought I was dumb
Why the so called smart kids was poppin' guns
I think about poppin' a gun, and then get the lump sum
Grampa my role model, yousta suck on a bottle
A pint a Crown Royal, make your insides boil
Been smell like Ben Gay, cause his back go out
He the one that taught me, what bein' black's about
Now peep the roach on the walls, that fall and crawl on my friend's
Wrist, Sittin' up in them Benz, to be in the pen
In the hood we hit the number, but never the lotto
Life in the fast lane, one wheel hit the pothole
Let's go, let's flow n____

[Chorus - Singing] - 2X
War, what is it good for absolutely nothin'
But n____s keep frontin'
f___ a n____, live like a soldier
Die like a soldier

[Outro - Talking]
War, state of mercy n____
You see me pop off n____
Ain't no peace talk, b____ a__ n____
Fake gangsta n____, you want to seem n____ (yeah)
You don't seem n____, yeah n____
Right? Kayslay, Whoo Kid
50 Cent, new s___
My n____ Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit
n____s, n____s, "Rotten Apple"
And n____ shy money, ain't fail n____