50 Cent - If I Cant

Yeah Haha, yeah Yeah If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top, for sure, I'ma make it hot, baby I apply pressure to pussies, they stunt and I pop (yeah) Stand above 'em squeezing my pistol, I'm sure that I got 'em (uh-huh) Now, Peter Piper picked peppers and run rocked rhymes I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop nines (brrat) Tell niggas "Get the money right" 'cause I got mine (uh-huh) And I'm around, quit playing, nigga, you can't shine You gon' be that next chump to end up in the trunk After being hit by the pump, is that what you want? Be easy, nigga, I'll lay your ass out Believe me, nigga, that's what I'm about, gangsta You could find a nigga sitting on chrome Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas and I'm gone If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top, for sure, I'ma make it hot, baby I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth, so smack him (woo) You holding a strap, he might come back, so clap him (yeah) React like a gangsta, or die like a gangsta for acting (come one) 'Cause you'll get hit and homicide'll be asking "What happened?" Oh no, look who crept in with the .44 20-inch rims sitting on low-pro's (uh-huh) Eastside, Westside, niggas know, yo, I'm loco (yeah) Even my mama said something really wrong with my brain Niggas don't rob me, they know I'm down to die for my chain G-Unit (yeah), we get it popping in the hood G-Unit (yeah), motherfucker, what's good? I'm waiting on niggas to act like they don't know how to act I had a sip of too much Jack, I'll blow 'em off the map With the MAC, thinking it's all rap 'Til that ass get clapped and Doc say, "It's a wrap" (It's a wrap, nigga) If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top, for sure, I'ma make it hot, baby I invented how to teach lessons to slow learners Go 'head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner (ah) I don't fight fair, I'm dirty, dirty I'm from Southside Jamaica, Queens, nigga, ya heard me? (Yeah) When streetlights come on niggas blast the nines (uh-huh) Get locked up, they read books to pass the time (woo) In the game there's ups and downs so I stay on the grind Niggas on my dick more than my bitch, I stay on they mind They ain't nothing they could do to stop my shine (uh-uh) This is God's plan, homie, this ain't mine I played the music loud, so Grandpa called me a nuisance And Grandma who always gotta throw in her two cents I'm the drop-out who made more money than these teachers Roofless like the coupe, but I come with more features I am what I am, you could like it or love it It feels good to blow 50 grand and think nothing of it, fuck it If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top, for sure, I'ma make it hot, baby, baby If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top, for sure, I'ma make it hot, baby, baby Uh-huh I'ma make it hot Dr. Dre Aftermath Shady Haha

I don't really think she want me back then She want me now She can play games all she wants, she cannot pretend She like my style I got swag now, I got paper I'm rollin' in the dough, I'm caked up I got swag now, I got paper I'm swimmin' in the dough, I'm caked up I was a real bum, now I'm really rich kid I come through the hood in some really, really sick shit The Rolls, the roof gone, your flows, they're lukewarm It's why you're not me, nah nana nah nah She like the kid, my lifestyle what she wantin' Bottle after bottle by the bar I be stuntin' It's Gucci this, Gucci that, Gucci hat Big doofy gat hit you in your kufi hat You know me, I told your ass in '03 'Get Rich or Die' G-5 I fly, write my name in the sky Pick a island on the map, I been to it Shorty wan' try anal, her friends do it Wrists rocked up shinin', flawless diamonds You could hardly see the face on my Audemar time and On that J.T. shit, me I'm bringin' 'Sexy Back' Louis belt wrapped around right where the Tec be at I don't really think she want me back then She want me now She can play games all she wants, she cannot pretend She like my style I got swag now, I got paper I'm rollin' in the dough, I'm caked up I got swag now, I got paper I'm swimmin' in the dough, I'm caked up Gettin' paper's my objective, yup, now your chain gone One false move and clap, now your brain's gone You like me, you aight with me, me? I'm into me I destroy my enemies, even if they're kin to me Do 'em like the Kennedy's, ching-ching that's mo' bread Say somethin' slick out yo' mouth I'll come for yo' head She likes me more than you can imagine Bad bitch, look like she fell up out a pageant Closest I'ma get to heaven in this lifetime Is right below her waist, in between her thighs Call her Pussycat, that's my nickname for her And I ain't got to buy shit or run game on her See when I stunt she stunt, we stunt together Oh, you don't like how that sound? Aw nigga whatever We both rock Bugarri, both push Ferraris I go so hard in the paint, I'm sorry I don't really think she want me back then She want me now She can play games all she wants, she cannot pretend She like my style I got swag now, I got paper I'm rollin' in the dough, I'm caked up I got swag now, I got paper I'm swimmin' in the dough, I'm caked up You want me? I want you Plug one? Plug two I'm infinitely special, girl the Lord's gonna bless you If you do what I tell you to do You want me? I want you You want Benz? I'll buy two You should want me like you want success Girl with us together we'll be better than the best Why settle for less? I don't really think she want me back then She want me now She can play games all she wants, she cannot pretend She like my style I got swag now, I got paper I'm rollin' in the dough, I'm caked up I got swag now, I got paper I'm swimmin' in the dough, I'm caked up

GGGGGG-UNIT I warned you, told u not to push me p***y See wat happens when you push me p***y I warned you, told you not to f**ck around Told you never listen, so you go ahead and f**k around. I warned you, told u not to push me p***y See wat happens when you push me p***y I warned you, told you not to f**ck around Told you never listen, so you go ahead and f**k around. I told yall i crush em, i crush em it's nothing I destroy him and any motherf**ka they lovin Got my thinking cap on, now im sharp as a blade Dont believe me you sit there and watch me get paid. New game homie my next move is always my best move Stricktigic i show you motherf**ka's my chess move Believe it im not that rapper nigga you used to That hammer hit that shell that hollow tip will go threw you. Contact hop, smoke from the cronic got me fellin damonic, Shot one in the head for any nigga that want it. I prepare for the worst, and wish for the best 40 cali on my hip, caline on my chest It's simple math niggas get blast, D's canning it up, See the crime from the DA, mad as f**k. Hit my voice form the wire tap, naw u can get me like that So called avestigation, just cuz time loosed wasted. They call me palli, call me son, call me don dotta, 50 i break them off proper I warned you, told u not to push me p***y See wat happens when you push me p***y I warned you, told you not to f**ck around Told you never listen, so you go ahead and f**k around. I warned you, told u not to push me p***y See wat happens when you push me p***y I warned you, told you not to f**ck around Told you never listen, so you go ahead and f**k around.

Yeah Na-na-na-na Yeah Na-na-na-na Now me I'm the life of the party A little bit of juice little bit of the gin A little bit of Mo et play bottles of the Rose Feel a little buzz then I'm gettin' it in... Now me I get it in, I get it in... Me I get it in, I get it in... Now me I get it in, I get it in... Me I get it in, I get it in... Look as soon as I step in the club I swear my nigga you can feel the attention shift Started around twelve ended up around two I better leave with more hoes than I came here with I can't be responsible for what I say or I do when I talk intoxicated Shorty say I told her I love her I put her out the next mornin' sayin' bitch I must have been faded I don't know what you heard about me but the word about me that I'm no trick I'm no sucker I'm no chump I be in the VIP with my niggaz 'round me sayin' y'all can have whatever you want... Me I get it in Sunday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday That's Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday we get it in... I need a drink, give me a drink I need a drink, shorty give me a drink I need a drink, give me a drink I need a drink, shorty give me a drink I hate to say I told you so, but I told you so, I go hard when it's time to play Shorty get to droppin' it low, like the dancers do, in the Go-Go in front of me She know I like to see her dance she get to breakin' it down we get the bouncin' outta control Because I got a hell of a flow we got paper to blow my whole clique pop bottles galore It's no secret the hood done peeped it when we come through son we look like bread My '89 grind make my old nine shine like we been movin' bricks 'round this bitch for years I say I get it in it's because I get it in, now shorty there a eight but her friend near a ten I finna spend my G she fuck with me I'm into win, I'm cooler than her ma then we do this shit again Me I get it in Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday That's Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday we get it in I need a drink, give me a drink I need a drink, shorty give me a drink I need a drink, give me a drink I need a drink, shorty give me a drink Na-na-na-na-Now me I'm the life of the party A little bit of juice little bit of the gin A little bit of Mo et play bottles of the Rose Feel a little buzz then I'm gettin' it in Now me I get it in, I get it in Me I get it in, I get it in Now me I get it in, I get it in Me I get it in, I get it in

Yeah It is what it is man Uh-huh Sirens flashin' you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started out a robbery, they blew half his face off They seen him shinin', cross full of diamonds he bought grindin' His foot slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin' The D's came through, askin' the niggas if they knew what happened Somehow my name end up in anythin' that involves clappin' Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me They put me in a line up last time and they arrested me When it come to cookin' coke, they know I got the recipe I turn a quarter to a half, thats why they mess with me I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks A little weed, a little X, a little H, a little crack Figure, I push it to the limit, take this shit to the max Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat Calm, in my palm, fully loaded fire arm First to let off, last to run, every time it's on I tell niggas to suck my dick Get the fuck out my face 'Cause I don't need 'em 'Cause they're never around When I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' What, niggas yeah Is there a mothafuckin' problem nigga Oh, yeah That's what I thought so, pussy Niggas be talkin' about me, they always callin' me crazy Fuck them O.G. niggas, they stuck in the 80's Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', now you know thats a lie Nigga you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my mind Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime When I say move, nigga move or get caught in the cross fire Up a fence runnin', cut my fuckin' hand on a barbed wire Shits crazy, just a different day, it's the same shit Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole fuckin' brain split They sit, they see me in the Ashton Martin What's the matter, they can't get that Hoopty started Thought they was grindin', well goddamn where that money at Thought you was fucked up, 'cause you was lettin' paper stack You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, you's a busta I don't trust ya, I shoulda sent niggas to touch ya I tell niggas to suck my dick Get the fuck out my face 'Cause I don't need 'em 'Cause they're never around When I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' What? Who said they gonna do somethin' to me You must be out your rabbit-ass mind Fuck around kill one of these niggas

Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet Cause she wanna be on TV with a nigga, I bet Bet you never thought that she would cheat on you, nigga, I bet Don't be mad at me I pull that chopper out and squeeze on you niggas No sympathy for you niggas Hoe, shut the fuck up, miss me with the bullshit Balling like a bitch, all my niggas hood rich Bring some bitches to the crib, show 'em what the wood is Your bitch look like shanayay, nah-uh, oh my goodness It's 500, that be the block Then you see that ghetto bird when you hear the shots Where the plug at? Tell him meet me at the docks Sent the little homie through, it might be the cops Hold up, I'm getting money, boy Your girl want me cause I got them toys Rari's and the Bentleys and the bender doors Double decker buses and them private jets I spend it on Painted on the Maserati, look like it been shitted on Make her lift her skirt up, if she nervous I'm a pervert I be in the pussy deep, a nigga fuckin' up her cervix Leave the condoms on the bed, man, I do that shit on purpose Cause I hope a nigga see it when he comin' home from work Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet Cause she wanna be on TV with a nigga, I bet Bet you never thought that she would cheat on you, nigga, I bet Don't be mad at me I pull that chopper out and squeeze on you niggas No sympathy for you niggas I got a hundred on it She ain't faithful to you, nigga Word around town, you know thots get around Nah, she testify, wouldn't trust her, homie I gave her fuck what you know, makes no sense you, hoe Rolls gas pedals, Pockets on roseo Rosetta, my stones ain't meant for the home, bitch So comfortable, now get your ass off my couch, bitch Bounce shit, mouse shit, put in your mouth shit I've been playin' with the pussy, time to put that thing in Bang it, I'm bangin', my binger off safety I'm slayin', she chased it, she swallowed, she wasted Fuckin' amazin', pump out that bass like freebasin' It's a rough demonstration, the mileage, replace it Come again, I replay it, speed it up, I'm speed racer Bet if you catch her lyin' she gonna reverse it cause Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet Cause she wanna be on TV with a nigga, I bet Bet you never thought that she would cheat on you, nigga, I bet Don't be mad at me I pull that chopper out and squeeze on you niggas No sympathy for you niggas I bet your bitch'll be ready when I say I'm finna leave We only fuck with the foreign, Ferrari horse on them keys You be that nigga she call on when she need someone to love I be that nigga, we just turn up, we just spoiled havin' fun After the stroking I be nuttin' in her mouth like this And you come home like, honey, I'm home, come and give me kiss It's not a thing for me, really not a thing for me We from different sets, why your bitch wanna bang with me? All the time, all the time, I be on the ground Hoes look at me, the dollar signs run across they mind It's the paper, they know a nigga get it, get it Shawty gone be with it, let a nigga get it, hold up in it Shawty wanna leave with a nigga, I bet Cause she wanna be on TV with a nigga, I bet Bet you never thought that she would cheat on you, nigga, I bet Don't be mad at me I pull that chopper out and squeeze on you niggas No sympathy for you niggas