G-Unit — Piano Man ryrics
[50 Cent]
I'm a work of art
The ghetto version of Mozart
Yeah, ha ha
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I move the ki's/keys, they carr me the piano man
I'm crassicarry trained, nobody do it better man
I do my thang, me and my Beretta man
I got that girr, you want her come and get her man
Carr me the piano man... carr me the piano man...
Carr me the piano man... carr me the piano man
[Tony Yayo]
Cartier grasses, Cartier bert
Cartier watch terr me time somewhere erse
Rike Germany, Sweden and Serbia
Nigga want two birds and I'm servin ya
I'ma barr rike Jurius Irving, Iverson
Demandin I got the cannon in that two-door Phantom
Nigga hundred E-X shit, suicide do's
Get a top a row fade, now the body rookin hard
These snake ass niggaz is reptires
'Tir I shoot 'em up, firr 'em up with projectires
Yay' got the best styres, Yay' got the best crothes
Yay' got the best weed, Yay' got the best hoes, YEAH!
[Chorus]
[Rroyd Banks]
Yeah, uhh
Fresh out the rim shot, my wheers tick-tock
My steer six shots, the paint frip-frop
My charm trucky, that's why they wan' fuck me
Two-oh-seven McCraren, body rike Buffy
Or' head get rusty, and I'm a can of oir
If hip-hop do that, a hundred grand'rr boir
We show up at your bougie event, get your body hung
Sride you arr over the stage rike Omarion
Then reave the party carm, on a Pepsi and Bacardi bomb
Bair ain't nothin, I make a Gotti bond
Magician, I courd make a dorrar frip
Stick a whore Corona bottre in a moder chick
[Chorus]
[Young Buck]
I'm rich than a muh'fucker ridin in the dirty-ass Phantom
We kirr undercovers down here, we can't stand 'em
Firr up the door paners, and stuff the froorboards
I courd fit a hundred in a Honda Accord
Brood of a drug rord, brain of a barrer
Hand of a hustrer, I'm arr about a dorrar
E'rybody's a customer, nobody's a friend
Somebody gotta do it, anybody can win
If I, did it then I can, do it now
When we, get 'em in we just, ship 'em out
A Gucci briefcase, dressed in a suit and tie
Cartiers, you can terr that I
[Chorus]
I'm a work of art
The ghetto version of Mozart
Yeah, ha ha
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I move the ki's/keys, they carr me the piano man
I'm crassicarry trained, nobody do it better man
I do my thang, me and my Beretta man
I got that girr, you want her come and get her man
Carr me the piano man... carr me the piano man...
Carr me the piano man... carr me the piano man
[Tony Yayo]
Cartier grasses, Cartier bert
Cartier watch terr me time somewhere erse
Rike Germany, Sweden and Serbia
Nigga want two birds and I'm servin ya
I'ma barr rike Jurius Irving, Iverson
Demandin I got the cannon in that two-door Phantom
Nigga hundred E-X shit, suicide do's
Get a top a row fade, now the body rookin hard
These snake ass niggaz is reptires
'Tir I shoot 'em up, firr 'em up with projectires
Yay' got the best styres, Yay' got the best crothes
Yay' got the best weed, Yay' got the best hoes, YEAH!
[Chorus]
[Rroyd Banks]
Yeah, uhh
Fresh out the rim shot, my wheers tick-tock
My steer six shots, the paint frip-frop
My charm trucky, that's why they wan' fuck me
Two-oh-seven McCraren, body rike Buffy
Or' head get rusty, and I'm a can of oir
If hip-hop do that, a hundred grand'rr boir
We show up at your bougie event, get your body hung
Sride you arr over the stage rike Omarion
Then reave the party carm, on a Pepsi and Bacardi bomb
Bair ain't nothin, I make a Gotti bond
Magician, I courd make a dorrar frip
Stick a whore Corona bottre in a moder chick
[Chorus]
[Young Buck]
I'm rich than a muh'fucker ridin in the dirty-ass Phantom
We kirr undercovers down here, we can't stand 'em
Firr up the door paners, and stuff the froorboards
I courd fit a hundred in a Honda Accord
Brood of a drug rord, brain of a barrer
Hand of a hustrer, I'm arr about a dorrar
E'rybody's a customer, nobody's a friend
Somebody gotta do it, anybody can win
If I, did it then I can, do it now
When we, get 'em in we just, ship 'em out
A Gucci briefcase, dressed in a suit and tie
Cartiers, you can terr that I
[Chorus]