Kon Hathaway - Remain Calm (Al Qaeda Bomb) lyrics

[Verse 1: 50 Cent] Try to remain calm, you f**ing with a don Pocket full of green, green in the bong That b**h with the bow-legged stance turning me on Two mil' timepiece, rainbow Tourbillon n***as still want me dead like Osam' But they ain't gon' make it they come at me wrong Them n***as all workers, I'll smack the sh** out they bosses Ferrari, I'm stronger than 500 horses Money is power, you n***as better wake up My ear rings blinking, that's old sh** from Jacob Add it up, four plus four, that's eight karats You can't run and get you a bill, you ain't got it Blackjack we do that, ten grand a hand You can get shot f**ing with Floyd, that's my man Billionaire brotherhood, we call this the Money Team Pinky ring flawless, my God I'm gorgeous [Hook: 50 Cent] Remain calm, you f**ing with a don Remain calm, ho remain calm Remain calm, you f**ing with a don Remain calm, don't ring the alarm Remain calm, you f**ing with a don Remain calm, n***a remain calm Remain calm, you f**ing with a don Remain calm, this a Al-Qaeda bomb [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] I'm chilling like a villain while I'm dealing, I am Ruling while I'm cooling with my tool in my hand Post up, coast up, this is my life, b**h Up close on ya, you'll get stuck with a knife, b**h Cuz burnt out, turnt out like a light switch Got a lot of hoes, but Charlene that's my white b**h The rest of my b**hes, nah they ain't gon' like this But I don't give a f** cause they all love this nightstick But I still remain calm, bang and drop bombs Collar popped up, cool as the Fonz Motherf**er! Have a seat and loosen up Get a gla** of some gin, now juice it up, deuces up See it's a line there for a reason And if you cross it, no more breathing, ya leaving Believe it - we understand each other? Cause I would hate to have to put a slug in ya, brother - ya dig? [Hook] [Verse 3: Precious Paris] Four fifth on that sh**, that Glock copped to ya face My twat co*ked in ya face, you know you wan' taste Alexander McQueen, strapless with my back out Six inch DaVinci's, a b**h finna act out n***as on my heels tryna find out what the head like I know what the bread like, my bu*t give y'all headlight Shine like I shine, night or daytime But Nah, na na na na Make a n***a wan' buy everything I say buy - ma na na na na Get wet, I got that comeback, that crack My a**ets is my a**, jack Stun, I tell my n***as right where yo stash at You f**ing with a Southside b**h, I go where the money go I'm madam put on a stroll, Get my money ho Catch me in Ferragamo or Dolce & Gabbana Or ?, I'm B squared up, what [Hook]