Major Distribution (feat. Snoop Dogg & Young Jeezy)

[Hook: 50 Cent and Snoop Dogg]

I'm trying to move one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more

I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw

(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor

Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

Run tell the Bloods I’m crippin', go tell the Crips I’m Blood

Nigga, I be trippin', bitch, I don't give a fuck

I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas

Come through 2012 XJ on niggas

I'm an apex predator, nigga I'm stronger

Shooters on deck, I break bread and they on ya

Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off?

Why the fuck would you be repeating that?

Nigga, I'm a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June

Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jay?

I'm in a dope fiend's dream, I got it for 'em raw

I got that morphine memories, except I'm breaking the law

I was born a burner, in the stroller with the llama

I'm violent, I kill a nigga, put that on my mama

Nah, nah, don't tell me nothing about none of these niggas

I smoke all these niggas for this bread

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

I give a fuck about a fed as I jump up outta bed

5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah

I'm trying to put this shit away on the low

I need a hit a day, think you better get away

From my, oh, my, I got a birdie that'll fly

From Cali to Kingston, back to NY

Snoop's master kush, puff 5 to 9

Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high

Run with the metal with my foot to the pedal

G's with the trees and the C's on my level

5-0, you know I go hard, these fools call me Bogart

Head nigga in charge, these niggas soft as DeBarge

But I ain't tripping, I'm just flipping my cheese

Cause if you really want the bomb come and fuck with your G's

I got it, always kill, always will

Had that, sit that, my nigga get that, you hear that?

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]

5 a.m. in the kitchen, nigga, I'm coughing

Bag full of white 8 balls, I'm going golfing

Now homie got killed last night, bought him a coffin

Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin

Guess that's the life of a yay' flipper

Choppers making your ass get naked just like a stripper

Got cameras for the jackers, home invaders, man

Them niggas coming all black like they Raiders fans

All I saw growing up was kilos and gangbanging

Then the homie taught me to whip, game changing

Now I'm breaking down birds on the coffee table

Yeah, and half them bitches sold 'fore they off the table

Gotta look, nigga wantin' my half, I’m gonna split it

The type of nigga work that visit like it's a skillet

Less Soda more water, stretching like it's elastic

Weigh it up in 250's, wrap it up in plastic, yeah

[Hook]

[Outro: Snoop Dogg]

Yeah, you know what it is.

It's your cripping cousin, 5-O.

Anytime you need that mothafuckin' smoke, you know I got it, cuz.

You need five pounds, ten pounds, 20 pounds?

Whatever you need, you know I got it.

And if them niggas out there in the NY need it.

Give 'em my connect so I can hook them niggas up with that.

Ooh wee, ooh wee! We tryna move this shit, cuz.

For real though I got too much of this shit, homie.

Yeah, I'm Bob Marley reincarnated.

Jah! Rastafari!