Cross My Path lyrics - G-Unit

[50 Cent:]

I should've warned you not to cross my path

Now I'm finna get in your ass

Yeah, nigga, you know I got the hood on smash

Your reign on top, it's over that fast

[Tony Yayo:]

[?] is conflict, and beef is war

You can die on the humble when you reach the [?]

So my vest is level three and my car is level four

That's a bulletproof Lex' with a 200-pound door

Got too many issues, too many pistols

Smack till your leg of, we attack like pitbulls

Ja fake 2Pac, screaming out, "Illuminati"

The same nigga getting smacked on freshman Friday

[50 Cent:]

I should've warned you not to cross my path

Now I'm finna get in your ass

Yeah, nigga, you know I got the hood on smash

Your reign on top, it's over that fast

[Lloyd Banks:]

Pretty soon you have to pawn your Rol' and your platinum ring

Cause you keep going gold like Aladdin king

Wouldn't buy a nigga bootleg if you like me

'Cause I ain't trying to hear that bullshit like Spike Lee

I'm out of sight, B, Long Island iced tea

Timberlands, white tee, both arms icely

We got enough money today even if they don't listen

I'll pop in the drop [?]

[50 Cent:]

I should've warned you not to cross my path

Now I'm finna get in your ass

Yeah, nigga, you know I got the hood on smash

Your reign on top, it's over that fast

These stones'll break my bones, but words'll never hurt me

Niggas who say they gon' murk me never put in work, B

Pop that shit

You got pistols, but you never pop that shit

You just running your lips

Put my gun on your lip, pop off, leave all your fucking teeth chipped

That's when you realize you in deep shit

But keep running your yap until your frame is mangled

Three hoes and the nigga look like Charlie's Angels

You not a murderer. Nah, you not a murderer, nigga. I'ma dig deep in your ass, you faggot. I'ma stop saying that shit 'cause I know you like that kind of shit. Fucking fruity-ass nigga. But I got something for you, nigga. Special delivery, nigga. Semi-autos, motherfucker