Lyrics:
of biscotti
Bad b***h want me to touch on her body
You say that you real but all you do is copy
Bro mix the red and the green like its Christmas
He tried to run
the automatic
Paper towels in the public restrooms
But that's me I guess
So I been low riding while bumping 50
50 times a day &
Spending 50 cents on a bummy drink
skip thru the line
Told her baby you can come cuz you fine
Teamed up wit Rasta we got this sh*t live
But then shit got real in the blank of a eye
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
prosper
Manoeuvre like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks
Been doing this since a young buck
Banging for fifty cent from a victim, while my gun talk
sippin that red Sprite by the lake
My diamonds all real there is never a fake
F*cking yo b*tch ain't no date
Go ahead an go run it won't change yo fate
I’ma do it strong
Yeah I’ma do it big
Yeah you know who it is
Now yesterday all my problems seem so far away
Well sh*t, at least that what Paul
the life in the grill, gorilla pimpin
If I have to mack ya wife then I will, it's me and 50 Cent
My nigga, live in trife, and thats real, talkin shit on us
It's my bad I come across rude
But the hate been real
Forever a fuck you
Here's another hair flip
Give something to huff to
Opinions and two cents
Not
the time
Tell me what I'm gonna do
With someone like you
Cause someone like me is the last out
You can tell by the way that my mood is I
Am not the kinda
spin
Poppin pills for the thrill -
I do not know what it is
I do not know how to chill
I'm in love with popping steal
I feel like I am Pac for real
Only
Still fuck them pancakes up then get on it
Head out the door try not to be a target
But that's so hard when your skin is the darkest
Sh*t, do I frighten
are different, see hustlin I’m addicted
I’m painting these pictures got Devenci alI in my lyrics
Checks is clearin, ok now let’s get down to business
the record we ain't finished
(We ain't finished)
Turnt into an art didnt know where to start (Nope)
Only spitting real sh*t and it's coming from the heart
like you forgot to lock it, I don't see nobody , see nobody like my head gone, you gone make a n*gga shoot you in your sh*t so now dead wrong, don't
is der shit Außerirdische nennen mich Betachrom
Zeit is Geld, wie schnell kannst du Idiot auf 50 Meter flown?
Tote Materie in bunten Klamotten
Ich rap
Aiyo, I know these niggas don't like me
But I don't like none of ya'll niggas, you know what I'm sayin
50 cent, 9-9, motherfuckin doo wop
Volume
Same way you make cyanide, same way you make amaretto.
Hip-hop's in the street, now were all busting
50 Cent's on MTV, now it's cool to carry metal
Yes, sir! LA Leakers
Justin Credible, Sourmilk that's right
We've been invaded by Long Beach, man
Long Beach is here! Long Beach!
Our homie, for many
"This is for the real niggas"
Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be
"This is for the real niggas"
Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be the kind
with us
And you know we bout that life
From the days of the Paradise
This is real street, this is real liquor house music
We Grove-boys, Douglas
at a time
Better call my ride
Better lose yo pride
Before you come inside I’m off the hen sh*t is getting way too real
Pop a gemini and tell me how you feel
the wrong way
And that’s all day
X4
Bridge:
This is what ya'll came here for
X4
Hook:
No I’m not the one
Not the one to be f-cked with
For real this sh-t
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