Nobody Eat lyrics

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, f*ck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, f*ck that, nobody eat

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
See it's simple, my upcoming was rough not gentle
My flow'll f*ck with your mental, my hook'll f*ck up your dentle
It's the sh*t i done been through
Heard i almost rapped 911 rental into a Lincoln continental
On the grand central, getting head from this badass oriental
Never diss a n*gga accidental
sh*t if I did it I meant to (what)

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, f*ck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, f*ck that, nobody eat

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Right now I'm on top, but if I ever hit rock, ima make sh*t hot
Run in your spot, waving the Glock, moving the M Dot
Move and you get shot, give me everything you got
"Damn, even my gold teeth?", n*gga, you think not?
This rap sh*t I got it locked, paper I need a lot
Safe to say, in the future, they see me with a yacht
I don't trick but I let my b*tch front in my drop
If there's a dice game and I'm hurting, I'm taking the pot
If I get knocked without my Glock, I'm going to [?]
That lil [?] 6 months then I be right back on the block
Look at Billboard, find my name, find my dot
Got a million joints cause everything I spit be hot
Imma keep going and flowing until you n*ggas scream "stop"
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, f*ck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, f*ck that, nobody eat

[Verse 3: Scarlett O’Harlem]
Scarlett fever, c*nt diva
Slick b*tch quick to leave you
Deceive you, then cop a one way ticket to Indonesia
I sees you but you ain't no threat to a b*tch like me
You can ice me, or step on my toes ever so slightly
And I'ma scorch your punk ass in the nine-ocho
We live immortal
Ice the cake out, you can't get a morsel
You light in the ass b*tch too frail, I'm bout to set sail
f*ck waiting to exhale, find me on the block for the next sale
Why you swearing you rhyme hot?
b*tch I got it locked like Comstock
You bout to get rocked, so put the bunny back in the pots
As for the Glocks, they plastic
[?], n*ggas like you gotta get blasted
Takeover hostile, [?]
Next time we find your ass, you gon be a fosel
[?], picture leaving me in the gutter
It's off with your mom's head [?] cutter
Your style is butter, yeah but my sh*t is like no other
Won't hesitate to cut ya, if you not on my team I don't trust ya
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Scarlett O’Harlem]
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, f*ck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I don't eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I don't eat, nobody eat, cause it's beef
If I don't eat, f*ck that, nobody eat