Lyrics:

(P-Dap)
Yeah, who that?
Yeah, yo, whattup, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yo, yo, yo

P to the Dap, my brothers, start soloist
Situate the jump-off, anything appropriate
See me on a hump, I like weed with the coke in it
From Wichita down to Queens, fella controllin it
Holdin it, get what I'm supposed to get
Check out to check a lot of hoes in it, add another O in it
Up to par a nigga loves gleams with the glow in it
Twenties on the Caddy truck, ask me how I pose in it
Ride past Jake, doin 80 in the rain, pah
Stupid nigga follow me, now we in the graveyard
Send dogs to sniff powerful nilli(?)
I send 'em back stiffer than notes special delivery
Slick City, hawk made, nigga made history
Sawdy(?) on the sack, got the Monica Lewinsky look
A legend even in Sicily, shit I'm on
Got the Feds really wanna into me? Never that

(Chorus 2X: P-Dap)
(NOW) I'ma hit 'em up, (NOW) lay 'em down flat
(RIGHT NOW) what I'm talkin bout, (BLOW BLOW BLOW) take that
(ONE) for the hell of it, (TWO) that's a definite
(THREE) better give it up, (FOUR) how I hit 'em up

(50 Cent)
Niggaz be shootin just to be shootin, I ain't with that
I leave you tongue-kissin my mack, I push your shit back
Ferrari F-50 jet black, I'm 'bout to get that
Ladies love L.L. but they let me hit that
Is it the way I look? Or is it the way I spit that?
That got these high-class hoes wanna come and chit-chat
Split the paper 50/50? Yeah I'm with that
But when I rob yo' ass you can't get your shit back
Either I'm ahead of my time or y'all niggaz behind
Shit I'm gettin hotter and hotter, when I rhyme
50 Cent, southside, niggaz know how I rock
I post up on your block with the glock like a beat-walker cop
One nigga stunt? One nigga shot
One G in your bank? I got that stock
Niggaz go against the grain that, fuck is they thinkin?
I'm bout to jump-start a head open to see what they thinkin, c'mon

(Chorus)

(Pretty Ugly)
In all sides, at the five, I'm tryin to survive
You get cooked alive and dropped off on Kelly Drive
My squad's elite, a dozen deep hold heat
I'm the board of beat, big like Shanique from up the street
Now after dark, the shit starts, I plays my part
I see the NARCs stash my coat then hit the park
Don't wanna get knocked, for sixty rocks in a sock
You know the ghetto's red hot, gots to shot that on my block
I keep it strictly business, it's unfinished if there's a witness
I take it personal when bitch-ass niggaz start to snitchin
That shit gets me flamin, what these niggaz think they gamin?
Nothin but this four 24 aimin
West Philly's where I got my trainin
I represent the 6 like I'm Damien, it ain't nothin changin
Only way y'all hot if y'all sound like Jay
Or somebody from around my way, Philly Philly

(Chorus)