Sean Paul:
Weh easy, weh ya done know so ya make on the cheesy
Sean-a-peesy, them girls are over breezy
Longside with 50 Cent yo
Now them bwoy waan fi them extend yo
Chorus
Sean Paul:
Some bwoy fi check it
Jerk off madness and they no make it
Some pon inna the week I couldn't go home and then select it
Haffi get it
Life is gift no man a wreck it
But some little youth them don't get it
(Repeat)
Verse 1
50 Cent:
Them say they ready
But I know for sure they not ready
Gold is the grain and for sure they don't get it
4/5th pop of drop they deaded
n**** come see I mean I forget it
Real rude boys pop off they don't want credit
n***** know you did it and police know you did it
Whenever drama comes a real soldier don't set it
If it's B did it, big money bet it, in ya brain out and bet it
Don't front with 50 and Sean Paul
I got 50 soldiers on call ready to brawl
Gangsta see me on those to spray that target
Cause ya n***** you done know when we finished carpet
YEAH!!!
Verse 2
Sean Paul:
If ya take it in then ya gonna see
Nuff a them a rule bad man but they wanna be
Setting all them front up inna the club them a look pon me
But them grow empty, no artileries yo
Park it and make it so that they cyah hold them stress
Live get tripe and them a run up inna a mess
When tings pop off some of them gonna get decked
And them haffi know them cyah hold the flex
Chorus
Sean Paul:
Tell them fi check it
Jerk off madness and they no make it
Some pon inna the week I couldn't go home and then select it
Haffi get it
Life is a gift no man a wreck it
It's the same ting me tell them fi check it
Verse 3
50 Cent:
Make this money
n***** like my style I'm chipped up
Still I won't hesitate to shoot ya whip up
Gully I got guns, chromes and black ones
Sniff nose and long joints you might wanna pack one
With all the bullshit goin' up in the hood
You need to be something s*** it's on in the hood
Get ya a** beat up, stabbed, and shot up
n***** will tear your f****** block up
Over some prada
Weh easy, weh ya done know so ya make on the cheesy
Sean-a-peesy, them girls are over breezy
Longside with 50 Cent yo
Now them bwoy waan fi them extend yo
Chorus
Sean Paul:
Some bwoy fi check it
Jerk off madness and they no make it
Some pon inna the week I couldn't go home and then select it
Haffi get it
Life is gift no man a wreck it
But some little youth them don't get it
(Repeat)
Verse 1
50 Cent:
Them say they ready
But I know for sure they not ready
Gold is the grain and for sure they don't get it
4/5th pop of drop they deaded
n**** come see I mean I forget it
Real rude boys pop off they don't want credit
n***** know you did it and police know you did it
Whenever drama comes a real soldier don't set it
If it's B did it, big money bet it, in ya brain out and bet it
Don't front with 50 and Sean Paul
I got 50 soldiers on call ready to brawl
Gangsta see me on those to spray that target
Cause ya n***** you done know when we finished carpet
YEAH!!!
Verse 2
Sean Paul:
If ya take it in then ya gonna see
Nuff a them a rule bad man but they wanna be
Setting all them front up inna the club them a look pon me
But them grow empty, no artileries yo
Park it and make it so that they cyah hold them stress
Live get tripe and them a run up inna a mess
When tings pop off some of them gonna get decked
And them haffi know them cyah hold the flex
Chorus
Sean Paul:
Tell them fi check it
Jerk off madness and they no make it
Some pon inna the week I couldn't go home and then select it
Haffi get it
Life is a gift no man a wreck it
It's the same ting me tell them fi check it
Verse 3
50 Cent:
Make this money
n***** like my style I'm chipped up
Still I won't hesitate to shoot ya whip up
Gully I got guns, chromes and black ones
Sniff nose and long joints you might wanna pack one
With all the bullshit goin' up in the hood
You need to be something s*** it's on in the hood
Get ya a** beat up, stabbed, and shot up
n***** will tear your f****** block up
Over some prada