Whoo Kid Kay Slay Shit lyrics

[Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in background]
Hey pass that nigga, we gettin` high
Yo, yo this is some bomb shit right here man
50 can`t even smoke this motherfucker (ah haha, haha)

[Verse 1]
I can`t smoke weed, cause my PO make me piss in a cup
Nigga go ahead, disrespect me, I`ll fuck you up
I ain`t talkin` about a fist fight, I`ll cut you up
Yo don`t want stitches in yo grill motherfucker, then chill
As a young buck, niggas 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 suck 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 nigga

[Chorus - Singing] - 2X
War, what is it good for absolutely nothin`
But niggas keep frontin`
Fuck a nigga, live like a soldier
Die like a soldier

[Outro - Talking]
War, state of mercy nigga
You see me pop off nigga
Ain`t no peace talk, bitch ass nigga
Fake gangsta nigga, you want to seem nigga (yeah)
You don`t seem nigga, yeah nigga
Right? Kayslay, Whoo Kid
50 Cent, new shit
My nigga Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit
Niggas, niggas, "Rotten Apple"
And nigga shy money, ain`t fail nigga
Uh huh, ya heard