Lyrics:
on fire, you hot as a oven (fire)
Fuck a bitch 'cause they come by the dozen (uh)
I can't fuck with you dog, you might tell on someone
Ayy, go look up my
shit
Lift off rounds and jet quick
This piece is gettin heated
Cause a rush, a stampedin
Devils are all defeated by the blood brothers
Chorus
Verse
her heart, baby, cry me a river
I know he snake, I can tell by the slither
Cut out the middle, I brought out the scissors
These niggas rattin', they
you believe cause by myself I see the vision
In a class full of people satisfied by the way they living
So we never get along cause by tonight I need
say ours (yup)
Oh, you can see the stars, like soliloquy and chaos
Days will get dark, shit get darker than the seance
We did the dirty work, there's
cream and break dreams
See through the fake schemes, wipin' your slate clean
Like a squeegee, we be lightin' shit up like phosphorus
Turnin' flamboyant
comprehended by the herds
Goin back to the days past the ol' gun phase
All stare in amaze or get caught with the rays
'Cause the X is like the master
bitches playing with
Herself she tryna get off
I put it by myself who gon'
Be there if my shit fall
Nobody be there when a nigga on his dick dawg
Stay down
brain for future reference
I'm some shit you'll never see in the game
And if I could I'd explain
But this right here's the end
on appearances to get you by
Rainbows in my bifocals
bicoastal
Betta than whoever 10x over
Settle for the Reginald
We omnipotent....INFINITE
See plaques now
Strapped up in the mansion with a 50 bin
My semi clip the same size as 50 cent
Gimme change and a dollar, i’m taxing bitch
Gimme brain and I holla
Cause i’m
wish death on me, I feel like "50 Cent"
She a gold digger, that pussy a metal detector
Yeah, the shit I got on cost about, fifty yen
That's the thousand,
know damn well that they don't give a fuck
I be on that finger flipping killing shit up in the cut
That's what's up
All these bitches out here tryna gas
that shit
He just turned up the volume, bangin 50 Cent
[Chorus]
[Xzibit]
I got soldiers from both sides who really don't care
Who identify
a junkie begging for some for change
Gave him 50 cent, he bought some drugs to shoot in his vains
My brother on my daddy side was in that cell for 3 years
Electric Company backed up
By Schoolhouse Rock, shit
Didn't have no bills then
But now I got bills
Seems like I'm only a bill
And livin' only for skrill
I
nigga in the cut
With that rag throwin 'em up
Cause he ain't got shit to live for
And get my lighter off the dresser, among the pressure
you respect this
They say "The market share down", so... I ain't affected
Tell the label relax, ain't no need to stress shit
Just cut the check and I'll
Keep a pistol on my waist in case I lose myself
She might lose it off the truth if she see thru this shit
I might need a couple tools if we go thru
the sticky in my pants, rollin' up this shit is dense
Couple racks in rubberbands, came from nothin' makin' cents
I know they don't understand, tell 'em Texas
cop me
In the back of the cab, this hoe sucking dick from the front seat
This her aftermath, like I got 50 Cent on me (straight stacks)
Trap spot's
Mastered the masters and passed the trap herd
Worth 100$ milli not a cent less bitch
Why sign the dotted line for some pennies ya bitch ?
Bosses will
to the neck no cap (no cap)
Now that I’m up in this game, issa wrap (issa wrap)
Bounce for me now, lemme see you make it clap (make it clap)
On my 50 Cent shit
Why these niggas in they music videos
With evidence?
Snitchin' on me
That's some shit that I don't recommend
We pull up on em with that power
Like we 50
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