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[50 Cent] Yeah, it is what it is man Uh-huh Sirens flashin you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started out a robbery, they blew half his face off They seen him shinin, cross full of diamonds he bought grindin His first slip off the ladder of success he was climbin The D's came through, askin niggaz if they know what happened Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me They put me in a lineup last time and they arrested me When it come to cookin coke, they know I got the recipe I turn a quarter to a half, that's why they mess with me I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks A little weed, a little X, a little H, little crack Figure, I'll push it to the limit, take the shit to the max Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat Calm, in my palm's fully loaded firearm First to let off last to run, everytime it's on [Chorus: 50 Cent] I tell niggaz to suck my dick, get the fuck out my face Cause I don't need 'em Cause they're, never around, when I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin