Pain in da ass, f**k you
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are

Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
Big Pun, I`m even, even better than before
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
I`m just, I`m just, I`m just the best

Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
Big Pun, I`m even, even better than before
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
I`m just, I`m just, I`m just the best

Either I`m trippin` off the ecstasy or I could feel the world turnin`
I`m havin` flashbacks, I can feel the shells burnin`, comin` up
I was taught never back down that`s why I act the way I act now
Hold the mac down, thirty two shots, squeeze til there ain`t a shell left

Come with my gun smokin`, you can smell death
They get the first laugh, I get the last laugh homie, hit the gas on it
Pull up and mash on `em, there`s a lot of talk in the streets about me
Ni**az know, ain`t nothing sweet about me, get back to questions
Like "50, who shot ya? You think it was Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?

Ni**a, street s**t should stay in the street, so, keep it on the low
But everybody who`s somebody already know a few words for any ni**a
That get hit the f**k up, my advice if you get shot down
Is get the f**k up, let`s go

Pain in da ass, f**k you
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are

Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
Big Pun, I`m even, even better than before
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
I`m just, I`m just, I`m just the best

Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
Big Pun, I`m even, even better than before
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
I`m just, I`m just, I`m just the best

Man, I told ni**az not to f**k with me they still push me
Figured they`d get away with it `cause Tone and Poke pussy
I been gone through static, shot at with automatics, since `90
When Nas came out with Illmatic if Suge was home
Death row would be good for me `cause Tommy Matola

Ain`t shootin` out in the hood wit me, I`ve been shot nine times
My ni**a, that`s why I walk funny, hit in the jaw once, why I talk funny
With a Ruger on my hip, I walk the street with no care
Think my grandma`s prayers the only reason I`m here
My wrist icy, keep my ears icy, keep my neck icy

That`s why you bitch like me, so I`m a heavyweight
How dare these ni**az take me lightly?
I ain`t come to make friends and ni**az ain`t gotta like me
My own homie said "50, you done lost yo` mind"
`Cause I shoot out in broad day, run and toss my nine

Pain in da ass, f**k you
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are

Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
Big Pun, I`m even, even better than before
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
I`m just, I`m just, I`m just the best

Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
Big Pun, I`m even, even better than before
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
I`m just, I`m just, I`m just the best

Can`t find a ni**a in the hood, that say, "50 ain`t hot", when I drop
I`m sound like Eminem and Kid Rock, play the block with the watch
All rocked the f**k up, jukes me, a week later y`all be shot the f**k up
Born a healthy baby, I wasn`t always crazy
This ain`t how moma rasied me, this how the hood made me

The D`s call me by my government name, I be dumb and shoot up parks
Have ni**az runnin` like "Jesus Comin`", there`s wet pillows in prison
Ni**az cry in the dark `cause if they did in the day
Ni**az would question they heart, so when they come home

The come home, walking that tough walk, talking that rockavalede
Talk`ll get you shot in New York, blat, sex, money, murder, I gotta eat
But I ain`t tryin` do hard time like pistol P, see, ni**az uptown
Understand me in the street, you ni**az uptown`ll stan me in the street

Pain in da ass, f**k you
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are

Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
Big Pun, I`m even, even better than before
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
I`m just, I`m just, I`m just the best

Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Pain in da ass, f**k you
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
Big Pun, I`m even, even better than before
Styles, I don`t give a f**k who you are
Nas, ni**az, is this and that
I`m just, I`m just, I`m just the best