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[hook: 50 cent]
n-ggas stop at the red light
it’s a infrared beam, i go hard for the green
cause a h0m-cide scene
green light
so go get the dough
n-gga move, finna jux, so let the 40. cal blow
red light
n-gga, you don’t want it, you ain’t on it like i’m on it
for that paper i smoke something
green light
n-gga, it’s a go
you already know for sure, my trey pound blow

[verse 1: 50 cent]
i walk the streets with the banger like a n-gga in the yard
whip the soft and the hard, i’ll whoop ya -ss, swear to god
grams on the digi scale, coins in the wishing well
shoot a punk p-ssy tail, my n-ggas get me out of jail
buckshot, sawed-off, miss your head, hit your legs
head dropped, getting popped, now i bet you wish you dead
highways, three lanes, switch gears
six gears, chevy, ‘vette, sh-t yeah
don’t worry which year
new money, everything new i got
new bentley, new b-tch, new clips to pop
i got murderous intentions, you knew that sh-t
that’s how you knew to hit the ground soon as i come around

[hook: 50 cent]
n-ggas stop at the red light
it’s a infrared beam, i go hard for the green
cause a h0m-cide scene
green light
so go get the dough
n-gga move, finna jux, so let the 40. cal blow
red light
n-gga, you don’t want it, you ain’t on it like i’m on it
for that paper i smoke something
green light
n-gga, it’s a go
you already know for sure, my trey pound blow

[verse 2: lloyd banks]
n-ggas know how i give it up, stacking that bread
make you a peephole through the back of your head
yeah, you don’t want n-ggas hopping over yard gates
red lights in your face like car brakes
pop sh-t like a c0ked up scarface
exotic chronic, f-cking up my heart pace
get out of line, be a body on the [?]
i’m a cold-hearted, soak-bodied, grimey motherf-cker

[verse 3: tony yayo]
ayo, broad daylight, hit your -ss with the trey pound
buck, buck, buck, take that with you on the way down
y’all n-ggas got the audacity
my gun game like omar on that balcony
i turn a k!ller to a casualty
i’ll k!ll your whole family off for some cheese and half a ki
boy, you know when the iron hit ’em
hollow split ’em, the cave make it look like a lion hit ’em

[hook: 50 cent]
n-ggas stop at the red light
it’s a infrared beam, i go hard for the green
cause a h0m-cide scene
green light
so go get the dough
n-gga move, finna jux, so let the 40. cal blow
red light
n-gga, you don’t want it, you ain’t on it like i’m on it
for that paper i smoke something
green light
n-gga, it’s a go
you already know for sure, my trey pound blow

[verse 4: young buck]
turn of the lights, [?], my b-tch and she a dyk-
she eat a n-gga -ss up on any given night
i been on one, lowkey staying out of sight
hit a homerun, one flight, got my money right
b-tch, i’m back now – ain’t no braids under the hat now
only grenades and blades, guns go brrat now
i holla a peep, n-ggas getting wack now
50 say, “get ’em, buck”, n-ggas stack now

[hook: 50 cent]
n-ggas stop at the red light
it’s a infrared beam, i go hard for the green
cause a h0m-cide scene
green light
so go get the dough
n-gga move, finna jux, so let the 40. cal blow
red light
n-gga, you don’t want it, you ain’t on it like i’m on it
for that paper i smoke something
green light
n-gga, it’s a go
you already know for sure, my trey pound blow


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