I rock a n-gga to sleep,
roc-roc-roc-a-bye baby
roc-roc-roc-a-bye baby

 [bad word] 
You should be dead by now
smile but wait until my [bad word] round
with the (?) and hollow tip rounds
in my hood they know how I be down (when I say dead, you dead)
(repeated)

[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
Yeah I show you my teeth all through the beef
paint the sidewalk red with the back of your head
shootouts in my hood like a daily routine
(?) think I’m involved with a n-gga hit hard
so when I empty the shell and the hollow tips fly
you can cross your heart and hope not to die [bad word] through squash the drama send n-ggas some llama’s
and eat your [bad word] up f-ck being masked up
I was given the gift of life
first Sabrina’s (?) I’ve been jammed up
and f-cked with the nina
(?) I turned out the meanest
I mean a menace
f-ck with me and your finished

 [bad word] 

[Verse 2]
I don’t always pay my debts when I owe a n-gga bullets
got an [bad word] of infiltry and n-ggas to pull it
go ‘head stay out on me, dump weight it’s nothing
I curse a n-gga down, and touch him, catch him and buss him
b-tch get out the way, baby while I spray it
I wet a n-gga like a hydrant on a hot summer day
but you can catch me in May riding down with the K
better watch what you say, we’ll get it popping today
yeah I make it hot round here, I call the shots round here
I have a n-gga tear off your top round here
this is a land of broken hearts, where bullets shatter dreams
(?)
southside

 [bad word] 

[Outro]
roc-roc-roc-a-bye baby
roc-roc-roc-a-bye baby