50 Cent - Whoo Kid Kayslay sh**! lyrics

[Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in background] Hey pa** that n***a, we gettin' high Yo, yo this is some bomb sh** right here man 50 can't even smoke this motherf**er (ah haha, haha) [Verse 1] I can't smoke weed, cause my PO make me piss in a cup n***a go ahead, disrespect me, I'll f** you up I ain't talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up Yo don't want stitches in yo grill motherf**er, then chill As a young buck, n***as 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 s** 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 n***a [Chorus - Singing - 2X] War, what is it good for absolutely nothin' But n***as keep frontin' f** a n***a, live like a soldier Die like a soldier [Outro - Talking] War, state of mercy n***a You see me pop off n***a Ain't no peace talk, b**h a** n***a Fake gangsta n***a, you want to seem n***a (yeah) You don't seem n***a, yeah n***a Right? Kayslay, Whoo Kid 50 Cent, new sh** My n***a Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit n***as, n***as, "Rotten Apple" And n***a shy money, ain't fail n***a Uh huh, ya heard