Intro-
I don't wanna hear no complainin'..
Cuz ya niggaz already know how i get man ya niggaz cannot punk 'round here..
What the fuck ya think it's different cuz it's music..
Nah man fuck that man..

Verse-
Close your eyes, see the shooters see the money in the bag
See the D's in the unmarked, on a niggaz ass
See '62 on the plate, when niggaz bag up
Scrape the plate my nigga, everything add up
I'm hungry, like i been missin' a meal
Back writin' like i need me a deal, i show you the steel
It's a jux nigga feel the chill
Up your spine i'm a menace for real, I blast to kill
Leave your brains on the dash and wheel
Mix the kush with the hash and chill, let's talk bread
Them niggaz in the way of the money let's shoot their head
The rest of them suckers have scattered it don't matter
I try to get my head right, i boogie like my head lights
Big Benz, big friends, bitch get in
I blow twenty on the chain, ten at the dice game
We used to be the same, now we not alike man, come on..

Gina Thompson (50 Cent) Chorus-
The things you do...
Makes me keep runnin' to you (Run to me now baby come on, Run to me now baby come on)..
The things you do (Run to me now baby come on, come on, come on, come on)...
Makes me keep runnin' to you (Run to me now baby come on, come on, come on, come on)..

Verse-
I like my bitches fast, jus' like the Porsches
Switch gears, ride at like 500 horses
Your now rockin' with the boss of the bosses
My wris' glis' so sick i leave a nigga nauseous
That's a ???, what's that you got
I rock that on monday you'll have that one day
Follow my footsteps you know i move proper
So what you got a chopper, nigga i got a chopper
Mines ain't got no wheels, whats the deal
Propellor's propel, i'm on the top of New York
Top of the food chain, nigga talkin' my talk
Success is my addiction you should take a hit of this
I'm down for the friction you start it i'll finish it
Victim, pick 'um, knife work, stick 'um
chrome Colt, pop 'um, hollow tip, drop 'um
It won't be long 'fore you're goin' dyin' now, watch 'um

Gina Thompson (50 Cent) Chorus-
The things you do...
Makes me keep runnin' to you (Run to me now baby come on, Run to me now baby come on)..
The things you do (Run to me now baby come on, come on, come on, come on)...
Makes me keep runnin' to you (Run to me now baby come on, come on, come on, come on)..

Outro-
Yeah!!
After the drought its the flood..
It's strategic man..
I planned it..
Now.. Follow my footsteps.. You know i move proper..
Let me inspire you.. Let me make you wanna win..
Let's take it to the top baby..
I wan say somethin' that'll make you hungry..
Don't let nobody fuck up your vibe man..
Come in with that negative bullshit we don't wanna hear it..
How they gon' stop a hustler from hustlin'..
Man.. Till next time..
50..!!