[Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in background] 
Hey pass that nigga, we gettin' high 
Yo, yo this is some bomb shit right here man 
50 can't even smoke this motherfucker (ah haha, haha) 
 
[Verse 1] 
I can't smoke weed, cause my PO make me piss in a cup 
Nigga go ahead, disrespect me, I'll fuck you up 
I ain't talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up 
Yo don't want stitches in yo grill motherfucker, then chill 
As a young buck, niggas always knew I puff 
Yousta see me go to school, on a smoiler bus (woo) 
I'm a sped ed kid, I'm gettin' all this paper (uh huh) 
You should sit, scibble lines and see where it take ya 
Had violent tendencies, so they thought I was dumb  
Why the so called smart kids was poppin' guns 
I think about poppin' a gun, and then get the lump sum 
Grampa my role model, yousta suck on a bottle 
A pint a Crown Royal, make your insides boil 
Been smell like Ben Gay, cause his back go out 
He the one that taught me, what bein' black's about 
Now peep the roach on the walls, that fall and crawl on my friend's  
Wrist, Sittin' up in them Benz, to be in the pen 
In the hood we hit the number, but never the lotto 
Life in the fast lane, one wheel hit the pothole 
Let's go, let's flow nigga 
 
[Chorus - Singing - 2X] 
War, what is it good for absolutely nothin' 
But niggas keep frontin' 
Fuck a nigga, live like a soldier 
Die like a soldier 
 
[Outro - Talking] 
War, state of mercy nigga 
You see me pop off nigga 
Ain't no peace talk, bitch ass nigga 
Fake gangsta nigga, you want to seem nigga (yeah) 
You don't seem nigga, yeah nigga 
Right? Kayslay, Whoo Kid 
50 Cent, new shit 
My nigga Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit 
Niggas, niggas, "Rotten Apple" 
And nigga shy money, ain't fail nigga 
Uh huh, ya heard