作词 : Curtis Jackson/J Freeman

作曲 : Curtis Jackson/J Freeman

Whooo

Yeah

It's 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50

Break it down

I got a lot of living to do before I die

And I ain't got time to waste

Let's make it

You said you were a gangsta but you never pop nothin'

We said you were a *******sta and you need to stop frontin'

You ain't a friend of mine,

You ain't no kin of mine,

What makes you think that I'ma run up on you with the nine

We do this all the time, right now we on the grind

So hurry up and copy go selling nicks and dimes

Shorty she's so fine, I gotta make her mine

A ass like that gotta be one of a kind

I crush 'em everytime, punch 'em with every line

I'm ****ing with they mind

I make them press rewind

They know they can't **** with mine if I'm around the rhyme

Been on parole since 94 cuz I commit the crime

I send you my line, I did it three to nine

If d's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes

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You said you were a gangsta

But you neva pop nothin'

We said you were a *******sta

And you need to stop frontin'

You go to the dealer, ****, jump

But you never cop nothin'

You been hustlin' a long time

And you ain't got nothin'

Damn homie, in highschool you was the man, homie

What the **** happened you?

I got the sickest vendetta, when it come to the chedda

**** you play with my paper, you gonna meet my berretta

Now shorty think I'ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta

I'm livin once then deada, I know I can do betta'

She look good but I know she after my chedda

She tryin' to get in my pockets, homie and I ain't gonna let her

Be easy, stop the bullshit, you get your whole crew wet

We're in the club doing the same old two step

Gorilla unit cuz they say we bugged out

Cuz we don't go nowhere without toast we thugged out

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Me I'm no mobsta', me I'm no gangsta'

Me I'm no hi*******an, me I'm just me, me

Me I'm no *******sta', me I'm no acta'

But it's me you see on your TV

Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy

I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk greasy

By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets

If you play me close, for sure I'm gonna pop my heat

Niggaz sayin' they gonna murda 50, how?

We ridin 'round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow

What you know about AK's and AR 15's?

Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and infra beams, huh

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A-ha

Damn homie