Listen to If I Can't song with lyrics from 50 Cent

If I Can't

50 Cent1 Jan 2003

If I Can't Lyrics

Yea ha ha yea yea

If I can't do well homey it can't be done

Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop

I'ma take it to the top

Fo sho I'ma make it hot baby (baby)

I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop

Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta

Now Peter Piper picked peppers and don't rock rhymes

I'm 50 Cent I write a lil bit but I pop nines

Tell niggaz "Get they money right " cuz I got mine

And I'm around quit playin ni**a you can't shine

You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk

After bein hit by the pump is that whut you want

Be easy ni**a I'll lay your a** out

Believe me ni**a thats whut I'm about gangsta

You could find a ni**a sittin on chrome

Hit the clutch hit the gear hit the gas & I'm gone (Yea )

If I can't do well homey it can't be done

Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop

I'ma take it to the top

Fo sho I'ma make it hot baby (baby)

I'm down for the action he smart with his mouth so smack em

You holdin a strap he might come back so clap em

React like a gangsta die like a gangsta for actin

Cuz you'll get hit & homicide'll be askin "Whut happened "

OH NO look who clapped em with the FO'FO'

20 inch rims sittin CHRO-CHROME

Eastside Westside niggaz OH NO NO GO

Even my mama said "Something really wrong with my brain"

Niggaz don't rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain

G-UNIT We get it poppin in the hood

G-UNIT Muthaf**ka whuts good

I'm waitin on niggaz to act like they don't know how to act

I had a sip of too much Jack I'll blow em off the map

With the mack thinkin its all rap

Til that a** get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"

 

If I can't do well homey it can't be done

Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop

I'ma take it to the top

Fo sho I'ma make it hot baby (baby)

I been feelin i had to teach lessons to slow learners

Go head act up get smacked in the head with the burner

I don't fight fair I'm dirty-dirty

 

I'm from Southside Jamaica Queens ni**a ya'heard me

When streetlights come on niggaz blast the nines

Get locked up they read books to pass the time

In the game there's up's and down's so I stay on the grind

Niggaz on my dick more than my b**ch I stay on they mind

They ain't nothin they could do to stop my shine

This is God's plan homey this ain't mine

I played the music loud so Grandpa called me a nuisance

And Grandma; who always gotta throw a 100 percent

I'm the drop out who made more more money than these teachers

Roofless/Ruthless like the Coupe but I come with more features

I am whut I am you could like it or love it

It feels good to pull 50 grand & think nothin of it

F**k it

If I can't do well homey it can't be done

Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop

I'ma take it to the top

Fo sho I'ma make it hot baby (baby)

 

If I can't do well homey it can't be done

Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop

I'ma take it to the top

Fo sho I'ma make it hot baby (baby)

Uh huh hood make it hot

Dr Dre Aftermath

 

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