50 Cent - If I Can't Lyrics
Yea, ha ha, yea, yea[hook - 50 cent]If I cant do well, homey, it cant be doneNow ima let the champagne bottle popIma take it to the topFo sho ima make it hot, baby (baby)[50 cent]I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I popStand alone squeezin my pistol Im sure that I gottaNow peter piper picked peppers and dont rock rhymesIm 50 cent, I write a lil bit but I pop ninesTell niggaz, get they money right, cuz I got mineAnd Im around quit playin nigga you cant shineYou gon be that next chump to end up in the trunkAfter bein hit by the pump, is that whut you want?Be easy nigga, Ill lay your ass outBelieve me nigga, thats whut Im about, gangstaYou could find a nigga sittin on chromeHit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas & Im gone (yea!)[hook - 50 cent]If I cant do well, homey, it cant be doneNow ima let the champagne bottle popIma take it to the topFo sho ima make it hot, baby (baby)[50 cent, dr dre]Im down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack emYou holdin a strap, he might come back so clap emReact like a gangsta, die like a gangsta for actinCuz youll get hit & homicidell be askin, whut happened?Oh no look who clapped em with the fofo20 inch rims sittin chro-chromeEastside, westside niggaz oh no, no goEven my mama said, something really wrong with my brainNiggaz dont rob me they know Im down to die for my chainG-unit! we get it poppin in the hoodG-unit! mutha*****a whuts good?Im waitin on niggaz to act like they dont know how to actI had a sip of too much jack, Ill blow em off the mapWith the mack, thinkin its all rapTil that ass get clapped and doc say its a wrap(its a wrap, nigga)[hook - 50 cent]If I cant do well, homey, it cant be doneNow ima let the champagne bottle popIma take it to the topFo sho ima make it hot, baby (baby)[50 cent]I been feelin I had to teach lessons to slow learnersGo head act up, get smacked in the head with the burnerI dont fight fair, Im dirty-dirtyIm from southside jamaica, queens, nigga yaheard me?When streetlights come on niggaz blast the ninesGet locked up, they read books to pass the timeIn the game theres ups and downs, so I stay on the grindNiggaz on my dick more than my *****, I stay on they mindThey aint nothin they could do to stop my shineThis is gods plan homey, this aint mineI played the music loud so grandpa called me a nuisanceAnd grandma; who always gotta throw a 100 percentIm the drop out who made more more money than these teachersRoofless/ruthless like the coupe but I come with more featuresI am whut I am, you could like it or love itIt feels good to pull 50 grand & think nothin of it***** it[hook - 50 cent]If I cant do well, homey, it cant be doneNow ima let the champagne bottle popIma take it to the topFo sho ima make it hot, baby (baby)If I cant do well, homey, it cant be doneNow ima let the champagne bottle popIma take it to the topFo sho ima make it hot, baby (baby)Uh huh, hood make it hotDr dre, aftermathShady, ha ha
