(feat. 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks of G-Unit and Eminem)



[Chorus: 50 Cent]

Niggas Know what I'm about out here

I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to

You can run your mouth I don't care

but if you get too close I'm gonna clap you

It's too real out here to be scared

A real nigga is gonna do whatever he has to

A man is the last thing you should fear

it ain't considered a crime unless they catch you

We all die one day



[Obie Trice]

Niggas when I step up in the bar, faggots wanna look

like you motherfuckers got Obie Trice shook

Like I'm gonna stand here as a man and

let some queer ass funny looking nigga get the upper hand

I got issues, got no time, got guns that mourn nigga's moms

shoot up clubs and destroy nigga's vibes

everybody running for their motherfucking lives

Tough club niggas, we leave early, cock back surely

open up your fade, your grey brain meets motor city pave

your nervous system still twitch off Jay Z

O's an animals skirts get mirked

don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt

don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard

trust in guard it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar

I give a fuck where you from who you be with

keep this a secret right by the nuts

a 4-5 that'll light niggas up and this 4-5 high make me not give a fuck



[Chorus]



[Lloyd Banks]

But as long as I'm here I'm gonna grab checks

and make my cash stretch longer than giraff necks

poverty will make your ass bet on words

touch niggas in jail make them wanna finish their last sents'

they say you live by the gun and die by the next nigga gun

if that's the case then get a bigga one

you don't think I pack the pump ca