Lyrics:
Holontrap
Cut the lights on these dim ass Niggas I can see in the dark
I drown niggaz deep end I got The spirit of sharks
Outside my body on that
[50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot
to create
Yo, you need to just
(Back up offa me)
See me in the Cut'
(Back up offa me)
Trying to roll up
(Back up offa me)
Or we can roll up
(Back up offa me)
drop you like a flour sack (God damn)
This is raw shit, coming straight from the heart
But I'm a master of it too 'cause I trained for my art
No pulling
I just want some money fuck all that other shit
Oh you tripping, I'm a go and fuck my other bitch
Blue strips, gotta stack of em right by my hip
Full
understandably shaken up by this release
The question everybody wants to know is:
Why'd they get this nigga started? 2Pac, rather Makaveli
Was not available for
birds
Vehicles and shit shout out your word
Fox premier
My niggas in Connecticut yea
Upstate, Albany got love here
Rochester all the way down
introduction needed
Every nigga in Atlanta know
You try me when you see me nigga
I'ma spit ya cantaloupe
Trigga' happy and in a hurry to let them hammers go
naw, you love the kids, 50 on that killa shit
That been mobbed the bad man, bitchy as guerrilla shit
I'm marking my music like diesel on the block
So if
got a drum if i see many men plot then i'm shooting out the 50 (50 Cent)
We finna squeeze if we keep spinning know we be twisting hard then a titty
love to stare cause dey know dey see da money.
I open up a mind by openin bank accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, break up or take it out.
Baby dats
the drop
Now, naw, you love the kids, 50 on that killa shit
That been mobbed the bad man, bitchy as guerrilla shit
I'm marking my music like diesel
sound like a ad shit we skipped it on accident
Niggas 50 rappin bout crack stories they mighta maybe half lived
N thats being generous
Get a bag black man
a felix brother
PeeWee he a felix brother
We the felix brothers, nigga
We the felix brothers
We'll cut your body into pieces
Send it to your mother
VVS'
playn with me
Uan got no sense (cents)
Uan tough you jus playn fifty
Nigga im the one
Fuck a two
Understand nigga
Gon forever sleep
I see glass
Aint
Yo, I know I ain't buggin' and shit
And yo, O, what up?
Strange, my head sound like
Batman just got poisoned or somethin' by his old lady
many losses
Smoke like I smoke nigga
Whatever
Woah, pressure
This feel like that 50 Cent 99 how to rob shit
Mama on me telling me nigga go get a job shit
bout vinny
Cause the boy my twin
Cut the grass so tight
Make a snake shed skin
Had to do that shit right
I can't lose gotta win
She calling my phone
can take me (c'mon)
It's they who legs I brake and make achy
It's they who mistake me and make me so angry
(I'll shit on you!) I'll spit on you
a dollar for 50 cent cakes with my brethren, Arlen
Niggas got the latest shit, but they say they struggling
I was 18 getting checks from the government,
and
I'm wondering why
She loves my body and
I love her scent
The day you left
I wonder where you went
You know I'm the man
Like 50 cent
Our love fresh
50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot
Braveheart niggas
(Jungle) , IllWill niggas (Wizard)
Made of steel niggas
(Horse) , robothugs (Nature)
We can't be stopped by them bitch-ass cops
I see I can buy that shit if I want it
But everyday I wake up I'm tryna get my cake up with my Rich Homies
Three Gs on the blaze nigga
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