God took another photograph of my face and laughed, he said "Look at what you've done. To all the people joining you, on their rides right through, a
up every ho in Georgia, show with 'em This K.I.N.G. a.k.a. Big Bang a.k.a. Shawty Pimp A.k.a. Shawty Pimp Big Bank, a.k.a. Shawty Pimp I get money,
God Wearin' Jaz chains, no tecs, no cash, no cars No jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case Just Hawaiian shirts, hangin' with little Chase You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a
down Your heart is beating fast Pumping blood to your head Another day to fight You have a prayer on your lips under the desert sun And a loaded gun
What That gangsta Yeah That gangsta On the tips E.I I was forced to live the crazy life Y'all niggas don't understand what a day be like But a son know
had a deal Hungry and shit, it don't get more lovely than this Blow a hole through your ribs just for runnin' your lips The street's a trip; either you
give a fuck if it's right or wrong So butt the Buddha light a bong but take a look at Mariah Next time I inspire you to write a song come on Oh, oh,
say Bow wow, wow, yippy yo, yippy yay Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone What's the whole meaning of a hound dog Butt sniffin', dick lickin' All kind
to say Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone What's the whole meaning of a hound dog Butt sniffin, dick lickin All kind
't nothin' but a sucka for love She got you thinkin' it's love, hit her on the sink, in the tub A little head crack, while a nigga drinkin' a bub You
like cartoon figures, it's a fact We pour out a little liquor 'cuz we lost a couple niggaz But we 'bout to get y'all back, we sat We plotted y'all demise Got a
dog Hey, hey, hey, you salty dog Said, the big fish, little fish swimmin' in the water Come back here, man, gimme my quarter Says, God made a woman
tryin' to get my dough right Still I'm labeled as a lowlife Because I ass-bet when I roll dice Put my dick up in yo' wife, raw dog Now we got a son on
ruin a perfect thing A perfect thing The boy on the blue moon dreams Don't rain on my parade Woah, no I'm losing a perfect thing A perfect thing A perfect
that shit man? A freak is a freak and a hoe is a hoe If ya bitch get this low, that shit is absolutely zero A hoe will have a pro just claimin' love
what you had messin' with the ones Who help me in the times When I was flat broke didn't even have a dime My family they was there, my niggaz they was
a silver Gat. Fired at the punk and it was all because I had to show the nigga what time it was. Verse 3: Put up the jam and, like a mirage, A sissy
be one when I'm done (yeah) It's anytime, anyplace with me hon I'm sexual, when I'm next to you I'm a horny dog, oh my God [Chorus: 50 Cent (singing)]
