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[Chorus] If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) I apply pressure to -- that stuntin' I pop Stand alone -- I'm sure that I gotta Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I -- Tell --, "Get they money right," cuz I got mine And I'm around quit playin' -- you can't shine You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk After bein hit by the --, is that what you want? Be easy --, I'll lay your -- out Believe me --, that's what I'm about, gangsta You could find a -- sittin' on chrome Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas and I'm gone (Yea!) [Chorus] If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack 'em You holdin a --, he might come back so -- 'em React like a gangsta, die like a gangsta for actin' Cuz you'll get hit and homicide'll be askin, "What happened?" (On no), look who clapped 'em with the -- 20 inch rims sittin' on (low pro's) Eastside, Westside -- (Oh no, no go) Even my mama said, "Something really wrong with my brain -- don't rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain G-Unit! (Yeah!) we get it poppin' in the hood G-Unit! (Yeah!) -- what's good? I'm waitin' on -- to act like they don't know how to act I had a sip of too much Jack, I'll -- --, thinkin' it's all rap Til that -- and Doc say "It's a wrap" [Dr. Dre] It's a wrap [Chorus] If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) I been feelin' I had to teach lessons to slow learners Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the -- I don't fight fair, I'm dirty-dirty I'm from Southside Jamaica, Queens, -- ya heard me? When streetlights come on -- Get locked up, they read books to pass the time In the game there's up's and down's, so I stay on the grind -- on my -- more than my --, I stay on they mind They ain't nothin' they could do to stop my shine This is God's plan homey, this ain't mine I played the music loud so Grandpa called me a nuisance And Grandma; who always gotta throw a 100 percent I'm the drop out who made more more money than these teachers Ruthless like the Coupe but I come with more features I am what I am, you could like it or love it It feels good to pull 50 grand and think nothin' of it [Chorus] If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) [Chorus] If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) Uh huh, hood make it hot Dr. Dre, Aftermath Shady, ha ha  More 50 Cent Song Lyrics
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