Lyrics:
a bro to give you a pop?[00:23.52]Jesus[00:25.43]Who set you free, set you free, unlocked[00:28.61]Jesus[00:30.52]Getting out with that assassins creed
on my shoulders...
Constantly on one end ... They can't respond or try post it
.
By a rep do the freaks... Still round em up like they post ta...
They
B, i to the double t, e, r to the e, i, n, d, e, r
Now that you know just who we are get your hands up, lekker deurmekaar
B, i to the double t, e, r
you
who I am, strapped with E-Double my man
Back in Business once again, plus we backed by Def Jam
This is the funk (huh) comin out
as you and I keep it movin like a drive-by
We could stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real
Yo, I set up shop
some young niggas in my city,
Don't got one cent ride with the fifty
It's some young niggas in my city,
Get all the hundreds and get all the fifties
Get
made me rich
You lookin' at who made me rich
I have some wins, some losses
Just a life of a god damn boss's
With the top off, lookin' for a girl with
to glide down a mountain, with a board strapped to our legs
(Chorus)
No our Children Couldnt Concieve The One Nine Nineties
Oh what a turbulent decade
You
Yo yo
I need no introduction everybody
Heard of 50 Cent and heard of G-Unit
I'm not high tech and I'm not qualy
You see me in the club
You
Pari
That's my dream, but it's one I'll never have
100 bands in my hands, killa cam, only fans
Like I'm 50, spelling out broke with cents
When I'm 50
the glow Macaulay Culkin
Now I rep a gang, that play no games, they'll leave you stained
You want no problems, we be wildn' when we mobbin' nigga, yeah
Yo yo
Sit back, toss dice in a knick trap,
Serve big crack in white T's and fitted caps,
These sick reps, this my life you just spit raps,
I been
all that nonsense
Saying imma kill you but I know its fucking nonsense
Imma pull up with the stick
Yeah Im about to pop shit
Im not fifty cent but imma
grind
Hit the bench, I'm doin 50 either side
Yeah I'm strong with the body but I'm stronger in mind (liiiike)
You might like me, but I do not like you
Coz
See I wished you well And you wished me hell
Why you surprised when I did it myself
Surprised when I did it myself
Did this shit with no help
I know
The word play we display
Can only convey the vibe when they DJ
Colonial rep but far from the empecee
Feel sorry for those who by stand innocently
monky's
Fuck I look like taking care of a bitch who don't even make no money
I was in the trap with you wrapping packs like a mummy
You had left me in
check it)
And if you don't know, now you know (uh, come on)
You know very well (yeah)
Who you are (money, hoes and clothes)
Don't let 'em hold you
check it)
And if you don't know, now you know (uh, come on)
You know very well (yeah)
Who you are (money, hoes and clothes)
Don't let 'em hold you
this is Iraq
Alliances
Lining with stars and bars of a prison rep
My science a-
-pplyin' pressure, her stretcher is needed
Pay the proceeds or you live
bitch you know who we are
Where we from, what we rep, these niggas know that we step
All my niggas went to school, I hit a lick by myself
Them niggas
Glock on my left
If you try mess around with my OGS you'll be gone in a sec
Ojo boy innit and I go hard na my hood I dey rep
And I got no time to dey
Yeah, you know you hear that bih (goddamn, BJ with another one)
Get on the ground
(Shoutout to KP for that beat)
Like I know, know like I know
What
Outlawz, baby
I'm surrounded by thugs, slugs with crystals and pistols, callin'
Copy murderers that be softer than tissues
Got my persona soldier
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