[50 cent - Intro]
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 tallids 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
Dee’s think I’m involved with a n-gga hit hard
so when I empty the shell and the hollow tips fly [bad word] you can cross your heart and hope not to [bad word] through squash the drama send niggas some llama’s
and eat your [bad word] up [bad word] being masked up
I was given the gift of life
First Sabrina’s since then I’ve been jammed up and [bad word] with the Nina!
NaNa raised nine kids – I turned out the meanest
I mean a menace [bad word] with me and your finished
 [bad word] 

[Verse 2]
Homie, I Always pay my debts when I owe a [bad word] 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 [bad word] down, and touch him, catch him and buss him [bad word] get out the way, baby while I spray it
I wet a [bad word] 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 [bad word] tear off your top round here
this is a land of broken hearts, where bullets shatter dreams
And everything that a [bad word] want is only triple beams
southside
 [bad word] 

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