I make 'em move I make 'em move I make it hot up in here Look around, see what we got up in here
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin’, we ain't speakin’, bitch Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin’, we ain't speakin’, bitch Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick
They said we couldn't do it, look now, I did it I topped ‘In Da Club’, I'm still sippin’ the bubb' The drama, I'm widdit, I get biz, you get it I breezed on that shiddit, I split your widdig
That's why a nigga bit it, I can't forget it I said I didn't do it, witnesses said I did it I'm fresh out on bail, my Benz is all kitted Five TVs, my rims is so siddick
I cruise through your bitch and just fall in love with it Baby, come in, girl, I wanna give it to you Once I'm in, the sound, I'm a freak with it Money come quiddick, hot shit, I spit it
G-Unit kitted, blue New York fitted Shorty wanna cut, oh yeah, I'm with it She come to my hotel room, she know she gon' get it It's exercise, my homey he been waitin’, he next to ride
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin’, we ain't speakin’, bitch Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin’, we ain't speakin’, bitch Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick
People always talkin' 'bout my reputation I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em, I don't love 'em I don't care what she do with him It's all good with me, so ooh
Yeah, they can't do it how I do it, I'm number 1, I knew it I thug, do my thang, and gangsters bop to it It's hit after hit, damn, I'm on the road I'm like James Brown now, man, I got soul
Naw, I ain't a pimp but hell yeah, I got hoes I was born due to this, when I breathe I make a killin’ You think I'm bullshittin’, my money touchin’ the ceiling Can't buy condos, I'm buyin’ the whole buildin’
I'm pissin’ the wrong women, R. Kelly do it to children You bet against me, boy, I'ma hurt your feelings ‘Cause over and over I'ma keep on winnin’ My Rolls Royce tinted, your Phantom rented
That's why we never ever, ever see you in the hood with it Man, e'rybody know, like anywhere I go When 50 in the club, shit just go out of control You can blame it on Em or blame it on Dre, okay
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin’, we ain't speakin’, bitch Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick
Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin’, we ain't speakin’, bitch Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick