[Intro] 50 Cent Talking

That will be the end of 50 cent on shady aftermath
I'll move forward in my career
if Dre had got creativly tied up onto The Game project
if he's confused( confused echoed)

[Verse 1] The Game
Comin up he was confused his mama kissin a girl
If that shit happened in my household i might hurl
Daddy ain't around probably out doin crack
Scarface told me he snitches just like a rat
Wanna live good so he snitched on thugs
Someone must have told him steroids wasn't the drug
Walkin round town everyday in that snitch coat
Put niggaz behind bars but homey that ain't dope
Now he toss and turn in his sleep at night
Wake up in the morning watch cops on miami vice
Different day same snitch ain't nothin good in the hood
He'll run away from New York and never Come back if he could

[Chorus x2]
Hate it or love it the underdoggs on top
And he gon tell and go runnin to the cops
Go head snitch on me
Im raps MVP
And I ain't goin now where so they can come and get me

[Verse 2]
GGGGGG- unot
On the grill of my low rider
Guns on both sides right up on the gold wire
I'll 4-5 them
Kill banks on my song to really do it
thats the true meaning of a ghost writer
10 g's will take Yayo out his air forces
Believe you me homey i know all about losses
Im from Compton wear the wrong colors be cautious
One phone call will have his body broke in parts
I stay strapped like car seats
Been bangin since my little nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys
Thats 10 years i told buck in 05 I catch 50 let my tie up my Air Max 95'
I told u niggaz when i met u ima ride and if i gotta die rather homocide
I aint have 50 cent when my grandmama died
Now im goin back to Cali same jacob on see how time fly

[Chorus x2]
Hate it or love it the underdoggs on top
And he gon tell and go runnin to the cops
Go head snitch on me
Im raps MVP
And I ain't goin now where so they can come and get me

[Verse 3]

From the beggining to the end
Losers lose, winners win this is real we aint got to pretend
The cold world that we in is full of pressure and pain
Enough of that faggot now listen to Game
Told Dre from the gate i carry the heat for ya
first mixtape song i inherite Beef for ya
Grinted my teeth for ya
Ggggg for ya
Put compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show i through away my NWA gold
Had the whole crowd yellin FUCK YAYO!!
So niggaz betta get up out of mine
For i creep and turn violator in to Columbine
And i'm raps mvp
Don't make me remind y'all Yayo was in P.C.
That nigga ain't Gotti he pretend
Mad at me cuz Olivia got a new boyfriend
It seems ya little rat turned out to be a mouse
Cuz beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even 50 cent could vouch
When the doubts was out i gave G-unit mouth to mouth

[Chorus x2]
Hate it or love it the underdoggs on top
And he gon tell and go runnin to the cops
Go head snitch on me
Im raps MVP
And I ain't goin now where so they can come and get me