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[Intro: 50 Cent] Yeah, Sha, you're ready, drop that, Ferrari F50 style baby I'ma show them how I do it, G Unit [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I keep hearing niggas is happy, the D's come, niggas with guns When I'm out on bail, riding with some new ones Big got hit in that passenger seat Pac got hit in that passenger seat Now I'm riding 'round in that passenger seat Come near the whip, I'm blasting my heat It don't take long for my juvenile delinquent thinking to sink in The consequences mean nothing, them semi auto's is busting Crack selling, predicate felon, spit big words, but I can't spell them Put a shot to your melon That'll help your punk ass from telling That I got that nine and that four four, the H2 on double four's Bulletproof windows and doors, gangster, how 'bout yours 'Southside' tatted on my back My last gun shipment got the whole hood strapped Now all I got is two three eighties' and a nine Nigga, you can knock, tell the cops and you're dying [Chorus: 50 Cent] You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o twizzy wizzy one Could be you Blood or Crip, nigga, bitch, follow me R, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one Could be you Blood or Crip, nigga, bitch, follow me [Verse 2: Tony Yayo] Ayo, I'm still in the hood to support the fiends But, now I'm eating caviar instead of pork and beans I'm in the money green seven forty-five with seven shots in the four five Y'all niggas want to die I've got a love affair with violence and guns So this is for them gangsters', rep where you're from When I got older, my heart turned colder That's why the Mac react like a King Cobra Now I'm jumping out of Rovers in Gucci loafers Y'all niggas want to stun, I'll bury you cockroaches Give me one year, in this industry I'll buy enough guns to declare war on a small country [Chorus: 50 Cent] You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o twizzy wizzy one Could be you Blood or Crip, nigga, bitch, follow me R, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one Could be you Blood or Crip, nigga, bitch, follow me [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Still walk around with the hammer boss, rope, and a cross Hard times will make a little nigga hate Santa Claus Your mileage is high, older than Diana Ross I'm like a two thousand and three banana Porsche I don’t got to hire sluts, to get your tires cut They on my dick 'cause I make groupies set off a fire truck My team in the cut, packing metal things So that's more foreign shooters than the Sacramento Kings It's eight class karats in the border I poke ho's in plastic to avoid a vaginal disorder I'm a savage on your daughter, she ain't in the college dorm Then I guess I'm squirting on the cabin that you bought her I'm a heavy weed smoker so the average is a quarter Brown coloured from shit he established in the water You got Banks on your jersey, you're part of my fanbase Just 'cause you pour syrup on shit, don't make it pancakes [Chorus: 50 Cent] You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o twizzy wizzy one Could be you Blood or Crip, nigga, bitch, follow me R, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one You're thicker than water, o, twizzy wizzy one Could be you Blood or Crip, nigga, bitch, follow me
