Yeah, Shady, aftermath
G-U G-Unit, Unit

I got places to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the place for me
I'm warnin' you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, hole in you

I got places to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the place for me
I'm warnin' you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, hole in you

You mistaken me for somebody that you should be testing
Your should be stressin', I'm gonna ***kin' teach you a lesson
MAC 101's in session and lace the track that I'm blessin'
Smith and western's, the weapon, in case you just guessing
(Goddamn)

These straight busters kept-in, kept-in my Benz, hop-in the end's
Watch the twenty-two spin, my hoe's a perfect ten
I got shot up but I got up and I'm back at it again
Mother***kers they thought I wouldn't win, pretend to be friends

At first you fail, try, try, try, try again
I'm the best don't you get it, forget it, when I spit it, its crazy
You love it, admit it, you like it, I live it, its shady
Aftermath in your *** *****, if it's not a cl***ic

When it's dumped, trash it, so I got it mastered
Stop and get your *** kicked, *******, your misses get drastic
Glock made out of plastic, ****-it and get blasted
Run ***** and stash it

I got places to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the place for me
I'm warnin' you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, hole in you

There is a genie in that bottle of that Don-Pari'on
I'm a drink till I get to that ***** in the morn
Introduce me to the booth they gonna listen to my words
In the hood they feel my ****
(Break it down)

Picture a perfect picture, picture me in the paper
Picture me starting ****, picture me busting my gat
Picture police man Dan gotta picture of that
Picture me being broke, picture me smokin' a sack

Picture me comin' up, picture me rich from rap
Picture me blowin' up, now picture me going back
To my momma ba*****t to live, ****, picture that
Where I'm from its a fact, you gotta watch your back

You wear a vest without a deck, use a target jack
Hastle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack
Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that *****, crew are back
50 Cent, too much spent?, Man I'm bent, I'm out'ta here

I got places to go, I got people to see
The penitentiary, ain't the place for me
I'm warnin' you, do not tempt me
I'll run up and squeeze
And put a hole in you, hole in you

Ha ha, man I ain't going to jail
Not even to visit a *****
You want to holla at me you wright me
Matter a fact, you gotta send it to Sunset Boulevard

In Montreal, ha ha
Riding around in one of Dre's Ferrari's *****
Or matter a fact I might be in Detroit
Riding down 8 Mile road
You know for one of them en-joints and ****

Ha, ha, ya heard, I got place to go man
You know, shady aftermath
We finished our print money
Puttin' our faces on this mother***kin' bill thug ****

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ain't seem to be doing much