Fast Lane

[Chorus: 50 Cent] Life in the fast lane Life in the fast lane, life in the fast lane Man, I ain't got nothing to lose, everything to gain Life in the fast lane, life in the fast lane Man, I ain't got nothing to lose, everything to gain [50 Cent] Either you with me or against me, man, ain't nothing change Nigga, you, go against the grain, I'll make you, walk with a cane Now nigga now, who you gon' blame, when shit ain't the same Nigga nobody hears your name, you got down wit a gang Oh thirty, one blood, ya'll niggas do your thing You got these felonies, fuck it, go out with a bang Ya'll niggas wanna hang, with niggas that, filthy rich They ain't even got to talk, to take your bitch One look was all it took, she seen the Benz-o She seen them TV's, and them big ol' rizzos [Chorus] [La the Darkman] Another Benz or a hoopty, I'mma scoop me a coupie Only bad bitches suit me, I'm a dog, like Snoopy It's LaSon, the don, keep a gat in my palm I'm a motherfuckin' killer, put my hand on the Qu'ran Seven sixty BM, think like Iceberg Slim And I got a broad look like the first Lil' Kim Taking late night trips, on the highway to pump And I'm feeling like I got my whole life in a trunk I'm a certified hustler, purple kush crusher Boy, try to play with my paper, I'mma bust ya Homey, get with me, cuz I move that work quickly It's that nigga, La Sing-Sing, and that chamber 50, muthafucka [Chorus 2X]