La The Darkman, 50 Cent - Fast Lane lyrics

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

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

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