Follow Me Gangster
50 Cent Feat. Tony Yayo & Lloyd Banks Lyrics


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[50]
Yeah.. Ja, you ready? Drop that
Ferrari F 50 style baby (yeah, yeah)
I'ma show 'em how I do it (yeah, yeah)
G-g-g-g-g G-UNIT!

I keep hearin' niggas is happy, the D's come, niggas wit guns
When I'm out on bail, ridin' wit' some new ones
Big got hit in that passenger seat
Pac got hit in that passenger seat
Now I'm ridin' 'round in that passenger seat
Come near the whip, I'm blastin' my heat
It don't take long, for my juvenile delinquent thinkin' to sink in
The consequences mean nothin', those semi auto's is bustin'
Crack sellin', predicate villain, spit big words but I can't spell 'em
Put a shot to your melon, that'll keep you're punk ass from chillin'
Then I got that nine and a fo'-fo', that H2 is never full
Bullet proof windows and doors, gangsta how 'bout yours
Southside tatted on my back
My last gun shipment got the whole hood strapped
Now all I got is two 380's and a nine
Nigga you can knock and tell the cops but you're dyin'

[Chorus - repeat 2X]
You're thicker than water
Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa
You're thicker than water
Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa
You're thicker than water
Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa
You can be a Blood or a Crip
Nigga, you bitch
Follow Me

[Tony Yayo]
I used to chill in the hood, to support the fiends
But now I'm eatin' caviar instead of pork and beans
I'm in the money green 7-45, with 7 shots in the fo' five
y'all niggas want to die?
I got a love affair, wit' violence and guns
So this is for them gangstas, rep' where you from
When I got O'd up, my heart turned colder
That's why the mac react like a king cobra
Now I'm jumpin' out of Rovers, in Gucci loafers
y'all niggas want to stun? I'll bury you cockroaches
Gimme one year, in this industry
I'll buy enough guns to declare war on a small country

[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
Still walk around wit' the hammer boss
Rope and a cross
Hard times'll make a lil' nigga hate Santa Claus
Your mountains is high, holdin' in Diana Ross
I'm like a 2003 banana Porsche
I don't gotta hide sluts, to get your ties cut
They on my dick, 'cause I make groupies set off a fire truck
My team in the cutt, packin' middle things
I got more foreign shooters than the Sacramento Kings
It's 8 class karats in the border
I poke holes in plastic, to avoid a vaginal disorder
I'm a savage on your daughter
She ain't in the college dorm
Then I guess I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you bought her
I'm a heavy weed smoker, so the average is a quarter
Brown colored from shit, he established in the water
You got Banks on your jersey, you part of my fan base
Just 'cause you pour syrup on shit, don't make it pancakes





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

In "Follow Me Gangster," 50 Cent, along with Tony Yayo and Lloyd Banks, showcase their gangster lifestyle through their lyrics. They boast about their luxurious cars like the Ferrari F 50 and the money green 7-45, their love for guns, and their tough demeanor. They make references to the deaths of Biggie and 2Pac, acknowledging the danger associated with their chosen lifestyle. The chorus declares their loyalty to those who follow their lead and warns that those who oppose them will meet a violent end. Overall, the lyrics suggest that success in the gangster lifestyle requires a "thicker than water" mentality and a willingness to do whatever it takes to survive.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah.. Ja, you ready? Drop that
50 Cent starts the song with a call to Ja, asking him to drop the beat.


Ferrari F 50 style baby (yeah, yeah)
50 Cent likening his gangster lifestyle to that of a luxurious car.


I'ma show 'em how I do it (yeah, yeah)
50 Cent is confident in his ability to showcase his gangster ways.


G-g-g-g-g G-UNIT!
50 Cent shouts out his gang and their signature chant.


I keep hearin' niggas is happy, the D's come, niggas wit guns
There are rumors that when the police come, some people brandish their weapons.


When I'm out on bail, ridin' wit' some new ones
50 Cent has access to new weapons upon being released from jail.


Big got hit in that passenger seat
The late Notorious B.I.G. was killed while in the passenger seat of a vehicle.


Pac got hit in that passenger seat
Tupac Shakur was also killed while in the passenger seat of a vehicle.


Now I'm ridin' 'round in that passenger seat
50 Cent is now the one occupying the passenger seat, a vulnerable position for someone of his status.


Come near the whip, I'm blastin' my heat
If anyone approaches the car, 50 Cent will use his gun to defend himself and his associates.


It don't take long, for my juvenile delinquent thinkin' to sink in
50 Cent's mindset easily reverts back to his delinquent ways.


The consequences mean nothin', those semi auto's is bustin'
50 Cent is willing to accept any consequences for his actions, as long as he can use his weapons.


Crack sellin', predicate villain, spit big words but I can't spell 'em
50 Cent has a criminal past but uses his rhyming skills to mask his illiteracy.


Put a shot to your melon, that'll keep you're punk ass from chillin'
If 50 Cent shoots someone in the head, it will obviously prevent them from being relaxed or chilling.


Then I got that nine and a fo'-fo', that H2 is never full
50 Cent has two guns and an H2 car, which can always hold more weapons.


Bullet proof windows and doors, gangsta how 'bout yours
50 Cent is boasting about his car's bulletproof features, challenging other gangsters to match that level of protection.


Southside tatted on my back
50 Cent has a tattoo that represents his area of origin.


My last gun shipment got the whole hood strapped
50 Cent recently acquired a large shipment of guns, which he distributed throughout his neighborhood.


Now all I got is two 380's and a nine
After distributing his guns, 50 Cent is left with two smaller caliber weapons and a larger nine-millimeter handgun.


Nigga you can knock and tell the cops but you're dyin'
If someone rats out 50 Cent to the police, he will use his guns to kill them.


You're thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa You're thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa You're thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa
Chorus repeats several times, implying loyalty and brotherhood among gang members.


You can be a Blood or a Crip Nigga, you bitch Follow Me
Regardless of gang affiliation, 50 Cent believes he is the one in charge and others should follow his lead.


I used to chill in the hood, to support the fiends
Tony Yayo used to hang out in his neighborhood to sell drugs to his customers.


But now I'm eatin' caviar instead of pork and beans
Tony Yayo's life has improved, and he can now afford more luxurious foods.


I'm in the money green 7-45, with 7 shots in the fo' five
Tony Yayo has a green car with a 45 caliber gun loaded with seven bullets.


y'all niggas want to die?
Tony Yayo is so dangerous that he is threatening others with death.


I got a love affair, wit' violence and guns So this is for them gangstas, rep' where you from
Tony Yayo loves violence and guns and dedicates this song to other gangsters who likewise represent their hometowns.


When I got O'd up, my heart turned colder That's why the mac react like a king cobra
Tony Yayo's heart has grown cold, which causes his gun to act like the venomous King Cobra snake.


Now I'm jumpin' out of Rovers, in Gucci loafers y'all niggas want to stun? I'll bury you cockroaches
Tony Yayo has upgraded his lifestyle, wears expensive clothes, and threatens those who try to compete with him.


Gimme one year, in this industry I'll buy enough guns to declare war on a small country
Tony Yayo is determined to make it in the music industry so that he can buy even more weapons and go to war if necessary.


Still walk around wit' the hammer boss Rope and a cross
Lloyd Banks still carries his gun, and also wears a necklace with a cross on it.


Hard times'll make a lil' nigga hate Santa Claus
Difficult circumstances can make people very bitter and resentful.


Your mountains is high, holdin' in Diana Ross
Lloyd Banks metaphorically compares his enemy's level of wealth to a mountain, which is so high it can hold the singer Diana Ross.


I'm like a 2003 banana Porsche
Lloyd Banks compares himself to a high-end sports car.


I don't gotta hide sluts, to get your ties cut
Lloyd Banks does not need to use women to weaken his enemy's power.


They on my dick, 'cause I make groupies set off a fire truck
Lloyd Banks has many female admirers because of his fame and money.


My team in the cutt, packin' middle things
Lloyd Banks and his crew are carrying guns, specifically mid-sized ones.


I got more foreign shooters than the Sacramento Kings
Lloyd Banks has more gun-wielding foreign criminals on his side than the Sacramento Kings basketball team has foreign players.


It's 8 class karats in the border
Lloyd Banks’ jewelry has eight karats of classy diamonds in it.


I poke holes in plastic, to avoid a vaginal disorder
Lloyd Banks punctures condoms to prevent STDs.


I'm a savage on your daughter She ain't in the college dorm Then I guess I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you bought her
Lloyd Banks is promiscuous and clarifies that he will have sex with a woman even if she is not in college.


I'm a heavy weed smoker, so the average is a quarter
Lloyd Banks consumes a lot of marijuana, where a quarter of an ounce is considered the average amount.


Brown colored from shit, he established in the water
Lloyd Banks’ weed strain is brown, which indicates quality because it was grown in soil.


You got Banks on your jersey, you part of my fan base
If someone is a fan of Lloyd Banks, they wear his name on their jersey or clothing.


Just 'cause you pour syrup on shit, don't make it pancakes
Lloyd Banks ends the song by stating that trying to make something bad appear good by adding sweetener doesn’t make it any better.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: MARVIN BERNARD, CHRISTOPHER CHARLES LLOYD, VINCENT JR. MONTANA, CURTIS JAMES JACKSON

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Comments from YouTube:

JayJay Mint

This is arguably the best 50 verse ever

Ki11a TJ

@Kold Zurk not on this song and 50 still my fav

David S

Also arguably best Yayo verse

Kold Zurk

N banks was still better than him lol

carlos joab

excellent beats, flow and lyrics, the days when rap was still interesting and educational unlike now days it will dumb a donkey.

Teets187

"hard times make a lil bro hate santa clause" DAMN!! thats real talk

Albert Nino

Teets187 bro I’m saying they sleeping on these bars like Alcatraz

Bruno Games

Banks and Tony Yayo was always ruthless and sickest in their lyrics !!!

But abolutely 50 is the King Kong of the Rap ... his flows, his way to spit, his lyrics, holy shit!

I miss the Old 50 and the old G-Unit ...

"I'm Brazilian G-Unit Soldier boooyy ... "

Donte Fitz

Banks killed it but da whole track n beat is str8 fire

jordon haan

He always does....

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