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If I Can't

50 Cent
2004-04-163:02 minSynced lyrics

"If I Can't" is a song by 50 Cent, released in 2004 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:02 long and contains 68 lines and 606 words.

Lyrics

0:02Yea ha ha yea yea
0:10If I can't do well homey it can't be done
0:15Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
0:17I'ma take it to the top
0:18Fo sho I'ma make it hot baby (baby)
0:21I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop
0:23Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
0:25Now Peter Piper picked peppers and don't rock rhymes
0:28I'm 50 Cent I write a lil bit but I pop nines
0:31Tell niggaz "Get they money right " cuz I got mine
0:33And I'm around quit playin ni**a you can't shine
0:35You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk
0:38After bein hit by the pump is that whut you want
0:40Be easy ni**a I'll lay your a** out
0:43Believe me ni**a thats whut I'm about gangsta
0:46You could find a ni**a sittin on chrome
0:48Hit the clutch hit the gear hit the gas & I'm gone (Yea )
0:52If I can't do well homey it can't be done
0:56Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
0:58I'ma take it to the top
0:59Fo sho I'ma make it hot baby (baby)
1:02I'm down for the action he smart with his mouth so smack em
1:04You holdin a strap he might come back so clap em
1:07React like a gangsta die like a gangsta for actin
1:09Cuz you'll get hit & homicide'll be askin "Whut happened "
1:11OH NO look who clapped em with the FO'FO'
1:1520 inch rims sittin CHRO-CHROME
1:18Eastside Westside niggaz OH NO NO GO
1:21Even my mama said "Something really wrong with my brain"
1:24Niggaz don't rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain
1:27G-UNIT We get it poppin in the hood
1:29G-UNIT Muthaf**ka whuts good
1:31I'm waitin on niggaz to act like they don't know how to act
1:34I had a sip of too much Jack I'll blow em off the map
1:37With the mack thinkin its all rap
1:39Til that a** get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"
1:42If I can't do well homey it can't be done
1:47Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
1:49I'ma take it to the top
1:50Fo sho I'ma make it hot baby (baby)
1:52I been feelin i had to teach lessons to slow learners
1:54Go head act up get smacked in the head with the burner
1:57I don't fight fair I'm dirty-dirty
2:00I'm from Southside Jamaica Queens ni**a ya'heard me
2:02When streetlights come on niggaz blast the nines
2:05Get locked up they read books to pass the time
2:08In the game there's up's and down's so I stay on the grind
2:10Niggaz on my dick more than my b**ch I stay on they mind
2:13They ain't nothin they could do to stop my shine
2:15This is God's plan homey this ain't mine
2:18I played the music loud so Grandpa called me a nuisance
2:20And Grandma; who always gotta throw a 100 percent
2:23I'm the drop out who made more more money than these teachers
2:25Roofless/Ruthless like the Coupe but I come with more features
2:28I am whut I am you could like it or love it
2:31It feels good to pull 50 grand & think nothin of it
2:33F**k it
2:34If I can't do well homey it can't be done
2:38Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
2:39I'ma take it to the top
2:41Fo sho I'ma make it hot baby (baby)
2:45If I can't do well homey it can't be done
2:48Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
2:49I'ma take it to the top
2:51Fo sho I'ma make it hot baby (baby)
2:54Uh huh hood make it hot
2:58Dr Dre Aftermath
3:02Shady ha ha
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
Shady  ha ha

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