Lyrics Say What You Want (outro) - 50 Cent
Yo,
niggas
be
askin
me
"yo
50
who
you
got
beef
wit?"
I'm
a
tell
yall
niggas
who
I
got
beef
wit
I
got
beef
wit
any
nigga
I
can't
make
no
money
wit
If
I
can't
make
no
money
wit
you,
fuck
you
nigga
G-Unit
nigga,
thats
whatsup
cause
I
said
thats
whatsup
(Tony
Yayo)
I
get
money,
money
I
got
So
its
a
100
grams
or
better
when
I'm
going
to
cop
I
never
hold
the
toaster
cause
I
use
my
little
soldier
And
my
down
bitch
as
a
holster,
like
I'm
supposed
ta
Heavy
pistol
sales
for
living
My
gun
rip
through
lungs
and
tear
through
tissue
While
I'm
out
for
the
ends,
you
out
for
a
rep
Thats
the
same
thing
that
have
yo
mama
in
a
black
dress
See
me
in
a
black
lex,
hard-top
My
mink
drop-top,
fresh
out
the
carlot
I
got
the
gift
of
raw
pugilist
speeches(?)
So
I'm
gon
sell
like
the
box
office
features
Niggas
in
the
hood
can't
see
G-UNIT!
But
deep
in
they
heart
they
wanna
be
G-UNIT!
Cause
we
got
them
three
b's:
benzes,
burners
and
bitches
And
plus
we
on
the
road
to
the
riches
(Chorus:
repeat
2X)
You
can
say
what
you
want
about
me
As
long
as
you
don't
get
in
the
way
of
my
money
Cause
all
that
talking
shit
to
me
played
out
Nigga
keep
bumping
your
gums
you
get
laid
out
(Lloyd
Banks)
Lately
I
been
going
through
a
phase
Hope
they
aint
tap
the
phones
Cause
we
got
pumps
the
size
of
saxophones
Therefore
I'm
on
the
move
with
the
squad
I'm
stingy
as
ever,
known
to
trick
fast
food
on
a
broad
Picture
me
putting
jewels
on
a
broad
I'd
rather
put
shoes
on
the
car
A
pool
in
the
yard
You
don't
really
wanna
fool
with
the
god
Nigga
my
front
line
long
enough
to
fill
two
boulevards
In
this
game,
you
only
make
it
far
if
you
loyal
And
if
you
grew
up
with
your
mother
and
your
father
you
spoiled
Why
swing,
you
gotta
be
strapped
to
get
rid
of
me
Ill
leave
you
in
water
like
the
statute
of
liberty
Tryin
to
be
cool
Blowin
green
that
strong
enough
to
make
a
white
boy
open
fire
on
a
school
Keep
rappin
for
your
hood,
I'm
rappin
for
benzes
And
long
assault
rifles
with
straps
on
the
lenses
(Chorus)
(50
Cent)
Yall
niggas
gotta
learn
from
me
(Yeah!)
What
I
learned
from
Gotta
Rock
and
Spank
G
(Un-Huh)
Yall
niggas
gotta
learn
from
me
(Yeah!)
What
I
learned
from
watching
Brucie
B
Look,
I
shot
the
sheriff
And
nigga
if
you
get
too
close
yo
punk
ass
getting
shot
Here's
the
plan,
I'm
a
keep
stackin
my
ends
Till
I'm
on
airplane
seats
in
the
Maebach
benz
I'm
all
about
the
chips
I
done
took
them
trips
22's
on
the
6
26
on
the
bricks
And
them
outta
town
niggas,
I'm
chargin
yall
more
I
tapdance
on
the
shit
I
aint
servin
it
raw
You
sell
smoke,
look
nigga
I
got
what
you
need
But
it
aint
goin
cheap
I
got
mouths
to
feed
Niggas
always
sayin
damn
50
you
bugged
Cause
I
got
hoes
giving
niggas
the
date
rape
drug
Gimme
his
watch
and
his
chain
We
not
the
same,
he
a
lame
He
want
pussy
I'm
bout
my
money
man
Crap
table
in
Vegas
had
his
bitch
on
my
dick
Threw
a
7 so
many
times
they
thought
the
dice
was
fixed
Yo
its
50,
when
your
mindframe
change
and
start
to
rearrange
I'll
see
you
another
day
motherfucker
it's
50
Shots
'til
your
heart
drop
and
freeze
up,
ease
up
motherfucker
(Chorus)
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1 Ching, Ching, Ching
2 No Introduction
3 After My Chedda
4 187 Freestyle
5 Intro (Shot Caller '04)
6 I'm a Soldier
7 Bad News (Mixtape version)
8 Gettin' Mine
9 Gee's Up
10 Heaven/Hell
11 As Time Goes By
12 Flex Freestyle
13 G-Unit Soldier (Ride Out)
14 Die for Me
15 She Luv It
16 Guess Who's Back Again
17 Doin' My Own Thing
18 Here We Go
19 Say What You Want (outro)
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