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This Is 50
by 50 Cent



This is 50

I don't know what you take me for
I really don't play that s***
I ain't got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that s***

I got a itchy itchy trigger finger, n**** it's killin' me
Not to spray that s***
I got enough ammo shots to blow I up a hole
In every mothaf***a out this b****

I unload then reload, when you get hit I supposed
You gon' be strong enough to take this s***
I'm in the hood ridin' 'round with a chrome fo' pound
Can you see through the windows see tints

I do dirt, the gat bust, get to kickin' up dust
'Fore the jakes come around here kid
N****s get knocked if D's start askin' question
My name end up in all types of s***

I be a gangsta, a n**** till I die fo' sho'
Whether I'm poor or I'm filthy rich
Now what you know about movin' that Peruvian Flavor that cake
I get rid of them bricks

I don't know what you take me for
I really play that s***
I ain't got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that s***

I don't know what you take me for
I really don't play that s***
I ain't got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that s***

Man I gotta have shoes, you know chrome 22's
Every time I get a brand new whip
I rolled around in a 5, till my money got racked
Then I went back and got that six

I'm in a big white Benz, on a hot sunny day
I call it 'the milk truck' and s***
I have ya hoe, eyeballin' at the light, damn pimpin'
You should take time to check that b****

You saw me ridin' through the hood, actin' like its all good
But I'm lookin' for jooks and s***
In the middle of the night, you can turn on ya lights
And find me and my n****s in ya crib

N**** holla if there's a problem, and your n****s got drama
I got burners for sell and s***
Got the macs, got the nines, got them tecks all the time
Holo-tips and them extra clips

I don't know what you take me for
I really play that s***
I ain't got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that s***

I don't know what you take me for
I really don't play that s***
I ain't got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that s***

Man, I'm tired of tellin' n****s over and over
Everything about me be gangsta
Man, I'm tired of tellin' n****s over and over
I won't hesitate to pop or shank ya

Man, I'm tired of tellin' n****s over and over
They can hustle and I'm in your s***
Man, I'm tired of tellin' n****s over and over
You don't listen you gon' get ya a** hit

This is 50, yeah
N**** cherish me
Like the water you drink
Like the air you breathe
You need me to live
Yeah
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written by CLERVOIX, MICHAEL J. / SMITH, ROBERT BRANDON / JACKSON, CURTIS JAMES
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group