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If I Can't

This song is by 50 Cent and appears on the album Get Rich or Die Tryin (2003).

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Yeah, ha ha, yeah... yeah

(Hook - 50 Cent)
If I can't do it, homie, 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)

(50 Cent)
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," 'cause I got mine
And I'm around quit playin' nigga 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 nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's whut I'm about, gangsta
You could find a nigga sittin' on chrome
Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas & I'm gone (Yeah!)

(Hook - 50 Cent)
If I can't do, homie, 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)

(50 Cent, Dr Dre)
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'
'Cause you'll get hit and homicide'll be askin, "Whut happened?"
OH NO look who clapped 'em with the VOLVO
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! Muthafucka 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' it's all rap
Till that ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"

(It's a wrap, nigga)

(Hook - 50 Cent)
If I can't do it, homie, 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)

(50 Cent)
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, nigga 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 bitch, 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 gotsta put in her two cents
I'm the drop out who made more more money than these teachers
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 and think nothin' of it
Fuck it

(Hook - 50 Cent)
If I can't do, homie, 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 it, homie, 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