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Current song lyrics
Aiyo, I know these niggas don´t like me<br>But I don´t like none of ya´ll niggas, you know what I´m sayin<br>50 cent, 9-9, motherfuckin doo wop<br>Volume 3, take it however the fuck you wan´ take it<br>Faggot ass niggas (50 Cent show these niggas how to rock)<br><br>Yo, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the street<br>Left him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take that fellas pellet<br>You ain´t never heard a motherfucker spit like this<br>Not even puff, and that nigga there made crazy hits<br>Every few years a nigga come who crazy hot<br>I´m the next best thing since Biggie and Pac<br>Now I´m sayin this shit slow, so you don´t miss it<br>Don´t be a statistic, my jewels from the district<br>Stay with my biscuit, touch mines and get twisted<br>Son I´m off the meter, my mind locked on crime<br>See I´m tired of all these rappin niggas dyin to shine<br>And I´m tired of fiends askin for a dime for nine<br>Hearing this next punch line from me, may sound strange<br>You sit your 5-dollar ass down, before I make change<br>Yo the sale went stale, caught em real bad<br>Fresh out the jail, shit is really real<br>Niggas is still in jail, and I pray they don´t tell<br>20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta fight this<br>Niggas know, I ain´t never pressed for dough<br>And niggas know, I don´t serve nobody I don´t know<br>Son said he was from O.T., pay 11 an o.z.<br>My man brought em to me, see he ain´t really know b<br>That it was hot, dude was a cop<br>He was just tryin to pop, to put the new beams on his drop<br>First I served him o.z.´s, then I served him whole keys<br>Now we all co-de´s, damn man I O.D.<br>You know how it is on the street, niggas is holdin the heat<br>Po-Po walking to beat, we burnin l´s up in the jeep<br>Ain´t nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic<br>It´s over I can´t believe it, damn it´s over<br>Fed´s ceased the six, the Lex´ and the Range Rover<br>Now a nigga rollin in a Toyota Corolla<br>Used to never get high, now I´m never sober<br>380-6 shot glock top load-up<br>Keep it in my waist son, I´ll put one in your face<br>I ain´t got nothing to lose, nigga so stay in your place<br>Just jumped bail, I ain´t been on the run long<br>But it feel like a motherfuckin marathon
New song lyrics
Aiyo, I know these niggas don´t like me<br>But I don´t like none of ya´ll niggas, you know what I´m sayin<br>50 cent, 9-9, motherfuckin doo wop<br>Volume 3, take it however the fuck you wan´ take it<br>Faggot ass niggas (50 Cent show these niggas how to rock)<br><br>Yo, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the street<br>Left him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take that fellas pellet<br>You ain´t never heard a motherfucker spit like this<br>Not even puff, and that nigga there made crazy hits<br>Every few years a nigga come who crazy hot<br>I´m the next best thing since Biggie and Pac<br>Now I´m sayin this shit slow, so you don´t miss it<br>Don´t be a statistic, my jewels from the district<br>Stay with my biscuit, touch mines and get twisted<br>Son I´m off the meter, my mind locked on crime<br>See I´m tired of all these rappin niggas dyin to shine<br>And I´m tired of fiends askin for a dime for nine<br>Hearing this next punch line from me, may sound strange<br>You sit your 5-dollar ass down, before I make change<br>Yo the sale went stale, caught em real bad<br>Fresh out the jail, shit is really real<br>Niggas is still in jail, and I pray they don´t tell<br>20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta fight this<br>Niggas know, I ain´t never pressed for dough<br>And niggas know, I don´t serve nobody I don´t know<br>Son said he was from O.T., pay 11 an o.z.<br>My man brought em to me, see he ain´t really know b<br>That it was hot, dude was a cop<br>He was just tryin to pop, to put the new beams on his drop<br>First I served him o.z.´s, then I served him whole keys<br>Now we all co-de´s, damn man I O.D.<br>You know how it is on the street, niggas is holdin the heat<br>Po-Po walking to beat, we burnin l´s up in the jeep<br>Ain´t nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic<br>It´s over I can´t believe it, damn it´s over<br>Fed´s ceased the six, the Lex´ and the Range Rover<br>Now a nigga rollin in a Toyota Corolla<br>Used to never get high, now I´m never sober<br>380-6 shot glock top load-up<br>Keep it in my waist son, I´ll put one in your face<br>I ain´t got nothing to lose, nigga so stay in your place<br>Just jumped bail, I ain´t been on the run long<br>But it feel like a motherfuckin marathon
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