Whoo Kid Lyrics - No Mercy, No Fear - 50 Cent

(50 Cent talking) 

(Hook) 

You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line 

You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine 

You mad at me? Shit cause you can't shine 

You ain't gettin' yours? thats fucked up cause I'm gettin' mine 

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(50 Cent) 

I got a M1 in my hand, I'm feelin' to start killin' shit 

I'm not the nation's new Malcolm X, but I'm militant 

What, I'm supposed to be scared cause you got a big chest? 

My four fifth will lift you and your motherfuckin' bench press 

Why you screamin' war senseless, I'm tryin' to spaz 

Swing my knife, tore break it off in yo ass 

Niggas get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear 'em out 

Four fifth, four shots, that'll fuckin' air 'em out 

In the hood niggas love me cause I keep it real 

G-Unit niggas, they gon' always make bail 

Whether it's two G's or twenty G's 

Whether or not wit two pieces or two keys 

Bitch please, get on ya knees you can lick these balls 

I'm not that nigga that you striptease for 

You gotta a problem or anger nigga to call 

Cause I'm out like a pimp and a trick, bitch! 

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(Hook) 

You want beef wit me? take a number, get in line 

You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine 

You mad at me? Shit cause you can't shine 

You ain't get yours? That's fucked up cause I'm gettin' mine 

(50 Cent talks till end)