{Intro:}
[50 Cent]:
Hey pass that nigga, we gettin´ high
Yo, yo this is some bomb shit right here man
50 can´t even smoke this motherfucker (ah haha, haha)

I can´t smoke weed, cause my PO make me piss in a cup
Nigga go ahead, disrespect me, I´ll fuck you up
I ain´t talkin´ about a fist fight, I´ll cut you up
Yo don´t want stitches in yo grill motherfucker, then chill
As a young buck, niggas 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 nigga

{Refrain: x2}
War, what is it good for absolutely nothin´
But niggas keep frontin´
Fuck a nigga, live like a soldier
Die like a soldier

{Parlé:}
War, state of mercy nigga
You see me pop off nigga
Ain´t no peace talk, bitch ass nigga
Fake gangsta nigga, you want to seem nigga (yeah)
You don´t seem nigga, yeah nigga
Right? Kayslay, Whoo Kid
50 Cent, new shit
My nigga Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit
Niggas, niggas, "Rotten Apple"
And nigga shy money, ain´t fail nigga
Uh huh, ya heard