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[50 Cent]<br />Yeah, it is what it is man<br />Uh-huh<br /><br />Sirens flashin you know the routine, the crime scene taped off<br />It started out a robbery, they blew half his face off<br />They seen him shinin, cross full of diamonds he bought grindin<br />His first slip off the ladder of success he was climbin<br />The D's came through, askin niggaz if they know what happened<br />Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin<br />Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me<br />They put me in a lineup last time and they arrested me<br />When it come to cookin coke, they know I got the recipe<br />I turn a quarter to a half, that's why they mess with me<br />I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks<br />A little weed, a little X, a little H, little crack<br />Figure, I'll push it to the limit, take the shit to the max<br />Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat<br />Calm, in my palm's fully loaded firearm<br />First to let off last to run, everytime it's on<br /><br />[Chorus: 50 Cent]<br />I tell niggaz to suck my dick, get the fuck out my face<br />Cause I don't need 'em<br />Cause they're, never around, when I'm down<br />Shot and I'm bleedin<br /><br />(What? Nigga is there.. is there a motherfuckin problem nigga?)<br />(Oh, yeah that's what I, I thought so.. pussy!)<br /><br />[50 Cent]<br />Niggaz be talkin 'bout me, they always callin me crazy<br />Fuck them O.G. niggaz, they stuck in the 80's<br />Sayin they gon' do me somethin, now you know that's a lie<br />Nigga you look at me wrong I let the hammer fly<br />I'm rich, I still wake up, with crime on my mind<br />Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime<br />When I say move, nigga move, or get caught in the crossfire<br />I prevents runnin, cut my fuckin hand on the barbed wire<br />This shit's crazy, it's just a different day it's the same shit<br />Hollow-tip partin yo' head, leave your whole fuckin brain split<br />They sick, they see me in that Aston Martin<br />What's the matter? They can't get that hooptie started<br />Thought they was grindin, well God damn, where that money at?<br />Thought you was puffed up, cause you was lettin paper stack<br />You ain't a hustler, matter fact, youse a buster<br />I don't trust ya, I should send niggaz to touch ya<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />I tell niggaz to suck my dick, get the fuck out my face<br />Cause I don't need 'em<br />Cause they're, never around, when I'm down<br />Shot and I'm bleedin<br /><br />(What? Who say they gon' do somethin to me?)<br />(Must be out your rabbit-ass mind, fuck around kill one of these niggaz)
New song lyrics
[50 Cent]<br />Yeah, it is what it is man<br />Uh-huh<br /><br />Sirens flashin you know the routine, the crime scene taped off<br />It started out a robbery, they blew half his face off<br />They seen him shinin, cross full of diamonds he bought grindin<br />His first slip off the ladder of success he was climbin<br />The D's came through, askin niggaz if they know what happened<br />Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin<br />Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me<br />They put me in a lineup last time and they arrested me<br />When it come to cookin coke, they know I got the recipe<br />I turn a quarter to a half, that's why they mess with me<br />I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks<br />A little weed, a little X, a little H, little crack<br />Figure, I'll push it to the limit, take the shit to the max<br />Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat<br />Calm, in my palm's fully loaded firearm<br />First to let off last to run, everytime it's on<br /><br />[Chorus: 50 Cent]<br />I tell niggaz to suck my dick, get the fuck out my face<br />Cause I don't need 'em<br />Cause they're, never around, when I'm down<br />Shot and I'm bleedin<br /><br />(What? Nigga is there.. is there a motherfuckin problem nigga?)<br />(Oh, yeah that's what I, I thought so.. pussy!)<br /><br />[50 Cent]<br />Niggaz be talkin 'bout me, they always callin me crazy<br />Fuck them O.G. niggaz, they stuck in the 80's<br />Sayin they gon' do me somethin, now you know that's a lie<br />Nigga you look at me wrong I let the hammer fly<br />I'm rich, I still wake up, with crime on my mind<br />Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime<br />When I say move, nigga move, or get caught in the crossfire<br />I prevents runnin, cut my fuckin hand on the barbed wire<br />This shit's crazy, it's just a different day it's the same shit<br />Hollow-tip partin yo' head, leave your whole fuckin brain split<br />They sick, they see me in that Aston Martin<br />What's the matter? They can't get that hooptie started<br />Thought they was grindin, well God damn, where that money at?<br />Thought you was puffed up, cause you was lettin paper stack<br />You ain't a hustler, matter fact, youse a buster<br />I don't trust ya, I should send niggaz to touch ya<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />I tell niggaz to suck my dick, get the fuck out my face<br />Cause I don't need 'em<br />Cause they're, never around, when I'm down<br />Shot and I'm bleedin<br /><br />(What? Who say they gon' do somethin to me?)<br />(Must be out your rabbit-ass mind, fuck around kill one of these niggaz)
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