I make a move
I make a 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 speaking, bitch
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 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 speaking, bitch
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 50 Cent trick

They said we couldn't do it, look now, I did it
I topped in the club, I'm still sipping the bub
The drama, I'm with it, I get biz', you get it?
I B's on that shitty, I split ya widdig
That's why a nigga bidded, 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 TV's, my rims is so sidick
I cruise through, your bitches just fall in love with it
Baby come in, girl I wanna give it to ya
Once I'm in, it's on, I'm a freak with it
Money come quidick, hot shit, I spit it
G-unit kidicks, 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 homie he be waiting he ain't 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 speaking, bitch
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 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 speaking, bitch
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 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
(Sooo) Yeah

They can't do it how I do it, I'm number one, I knew it
I do, I do my thing and gangstas bob to it
It's hit after hit, damn, I'm on a roll
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 to do this, when I breathe I make a killing
You think I'm bullshittin'? My money touching the ceiling
Cam buyin' condos, I'm buyin' the whole buildings
I'm pissin' on grown 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 winning
My Rolls Royce tinted, ya Phantom rented
That's we never, ever, ever see you in the hood with it
Man e'ybody know, like e'ywhere I go
When 50 in club, shit just go outta control
You can blame it on Em, or blame it on Dre, OK

Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speaking, bitch
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 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 speaking, bitch
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 50 Cent trick

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Writer(s): Andre Romell Young, Curtis James Jackson, Dawaun Parker, James Samuel III Harris, Mark Batson, Terry Steven Lewis