[Verse 1: 50 Cent] Comin' up I was confused my momma kissin' a girl Confusion occurs comin' up in a cold world Daddy ain't around probably out commitin' felonies My favorite rapper used to sing check-check out my melody I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope for a [four]-finger ring One of them gold ropes money Santa told me if I pass [I] get a sheep skin coat If I can move a few packs i'd get the hat, now that'd be dope Tossed and turned in my sleep that night Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike Different day same shit, ain't nuttin good in the hood I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could
[Chorus (x2):] [50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
[The Game:] Go 'head envy me I'm raps MVP And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me
[Verse 2: The Game] G-G-G-G unit I Told Dre from the gate I carried the heat for ya First mixtape song i inherited beef for ya Gritted my teeth for ya G-G-G-G (G UNIT) Fo Ya Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers At my last show I threw away my doe NWA gold And Had the whole crowd yellin 'Free Yayo' So Niggaz betta get up outta mine Fo' I creep and turn your projects into columbine And I'm rap's MVP Don't make me remind y'all what happened to DC This nigga ain't Gotti He pretend Mad at us cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend And it seems yo' little rat turned out to be a mouse This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south Even Young Buck can vouch When the doubts was out who gave the west coast mouth to mouth
[Chorus (x2):] [50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
[Lloyd Banks:] your here to envy me I'm raps MVP And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me
[Bridge: 50 Cent] From the beginnin to the end Losers lose winners win This is real we aint gotta pretend The cold world that we in Is full of pressure and pain (I thought it would change it's stayin the same)
[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] How many of them boys was wit ya When you had that little TV You had to hit on to get a picture I'm walkin with the snub [Cus] niggas do a lot of slip talkin in the club Til they coughing on the rug I aint never had much but a walkman and a bud My role model was gone Snortin up his drugs Bad enough they want me to choke My boi' just got poked in the throat Now it's an R.I.P. shirt in my coat Now im speedin' reminiscin' Holdin' my weed [here] never listen If I see him , then im'a lif' him And Maybe that'll even the score But if not it'll be me on the floor.
[Chorus (x2):] [50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
[Tony yayo:] Go 'head envy me I'm raps MVP And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me
[Verse 4:Tony Yayo] I started out at 15 Scared as hell I took 30 off a pack And i made them sales As a youth, man i used to hustle for loot With that little deuce deuce And my triple fat goose Sippin' easy jesus Rockin' the leases But mama whipped me when she found my pieces I look back on life and thank god im blessed We the best on the planet so forget the rest
[Verse 4: Young Buck] You know im still nice wit my cook game Look man It's a hood thang That's why im loved in Brooklyn I handle mine Just like a real nigga should If I do some time Homie I'm still all good Let me show you what a thug bout Born to die I took the bullets outta fifty Put em in my fou. five And i aint even got my feet wet yet A seven figure nigga who aint seen a royalty check
[Chorus (x2):] [50 Cent:] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
[YB:] Go 'head envy me I'm raps MVP And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me