[Intro]

YOU AIN'T STRONG ENOUGH NIGGA!!!! (YOU SWEET!!!)

YOU PROBABLY GO AGAINST ME AND WIN!!! (I OUGHTA KISS YOU!!!)

(YOU PROBABLY LIKE DAT!!) 

BUT YOU, YOU DON'T STAND A CHANCE NIGGA!!!! (FUCKIN FAGGOT!!!)



[Verse 1]

I do more than talk that I mu'fuckin walk that

Blue Yankee cap back, fuck around get CLAPPED AT

I sleep with the stainless I walk with the stainless

Man everybody know about 50 I'm famous

New York New York!!!! I run New York!!!!

Ask Dread at the weed spot I come through in the mean drop

In different boroughs I have different moments

On different days niggas know how I'm on it

I'm pretty like a Harlem nigga, I'm a shooter like a Brooklyn nigga

I'm a hustler don't get no bigger

Queens, SouthSide 'til they bury me

BX two tek's, flames out the nozzles

R1 One wheel, Christian Dior goggles

Spare with me start some shit send the shooters out

Come out the club we out front with the Ruegers out

Nah ain't no sense to talkin peace my brotha

That beef will probably send your monkey ass to see Allah



[Chorus]

These niggas ain't strong enough! Their money ain't long enough!!!

When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!

We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! (THESE SUCKER ASS NIGGAS!!!)

These niggas ain't strong enough! Their money ain't long enough!!!

When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!

We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! (SUCK ON THIS NIGGA!!!)



[Verse 2]

When I said I'll kill ya, I'll kill ya, as a kid I wasn't kiddin then

Special ed kid in the back on Ritalin

Crib all fucked up, hooptie all fucked up

Pockets all fucked up, now nigga wassup?

I'm rcih now, niggas know about my dividends

Look at the Raw Report, check out what I'm livin in

Fuck a spot now, I'm 'bout to buy a yacht now

Crib the size of the New York City clock now

Okay okay - try me and get shot down

I'm like a zebra, I got so many stripes

I'm the fuckin general, I RUN MY CLIQUE RIGHT!

It was five of us, ALL of us millionaires

Now one's a fuckin junkie, and one's a fuckin queer

Now it's three of us, that's the way we started

They call me crazy, cold-blooded and BLACK-hearted

I don't play no games, niggas +Beg for Mercy+

Then we "T.O.S.", put that ass to rest



[Chorus]

These niggas ain't strong enough! There money ain't long enough!!!

When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!

We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! (THESE SUCKER ASS NIGGAS!!!)

These niggas ain't strong enough! There money ain't long enough!!!

When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!

We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! (SUCK ON THIS NIGGA!!!)