This is 50
by 50 Cent
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{Intro:}
This is 50
{Refrain:}
I don´t know what you take me for
I don´t really play that shit
I ain´t got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that shit
I got a hit ya, its ya trigger finger, nigga its a killa in me not to spray that shit
I got enough ammo shots to blow I up a hole in every mothafucka out this bitch
I unload then reload, when you get hit I supposed you gon´ be strong enough to take this shit
I´m in the hood ridin´ round with a chrome fo´ pound, can you see thru the windows see tints
I do dirt, the gat bussa, get to kickin´ up dust, ´fore the jakes come around here kid
niggas get knocked if they start askin´ question, my name end up in all types of shit
I be a gangsta, a nigga till I die fo´ sho´, whether I´m poor or I´m filthy rich
Now what you know about movin´ that?? and flake for that cake, I get rid of them bricks
{Refrain: x2}
I don´t know what you take me for
I don´t really play that shit
I ain´t got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that shit
Man I gotta have shoes, you know chrome 22´s, everytime I get a brand new whip
I rolled around in a 5, till my money???, then I went back and got that six
I´m in a big white Benz, on a hot sunny day, I call up the milk truck and shit
I have ya hoe, eyeballin´ at the light, damn pimpin´, you should take time to check that bitch
You saw me ridin through the hood, actin´ like its all good, but I´m lookin´ for a??? and shit
And a nigga with a knife, you can turn on ya lights, I mean my niggas in ya crib
nigga holla if there´s a problem, and your niggas got drama, I got burners for sell and shit
Got the macs, got the nines, got them tecks all the time, holo-tips and the extra clips
{Refrain: x2}
I don´t know what you take me for
I don´t really play that shit
I ain´t got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that shit
Man I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over everything about me be gangsta
Man I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over I won´t hesitate to pop or shank ya
Man I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over they can hustle and I´m in your shit
Man I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over you don´t listen you gon´ get ya ass hit
This is 50
Yeah
nigga cherish me
Like the water you drink
Like the air you breathe
You need me to live
Yeah
This is 50
{Refrain:}
I don´t know what you take me for
I don´t really play that shit
I ain´t got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that shit
I got a hit ya, its ya trigger finger, nigga its a killa in me not to spray that shit
I got enough ammo shots to blow I up a hole in every mothafucka out this bitch
I unload then reload, when you get hit I supposed you gon´ be strong enough to take this shit
I´m in the hood ridin´ round with a chrome fo´ pound, can you see thru the windows see tints
I do dirt, the gat bussa, get to kickin´ up dust, ´fore the jakes come around here kid
niggas get knocked if they start askin´ question, my name end up in all types of shit
I be a gangsta, a nigga till I die fo´ sho´, whether I´m poor or I´m filthy rich
Now what you know about movin´ that?? and flake for that cake, I get rid of them bricks
{Refrain: x2}
I don´t know what you take me for
I don´t really play that shit
I ain´t got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that shit
Man I gotta have shoes, you know chrome 22´s, everytime I get a brand new whip
I rolled around in a 5, till my money???, then I went back and got that six
I´m in a big white Benz, on a hot sunny day, I call up the milk truck and shit
I have ya hoe, eyeballin´ at the light, damn pimpin´, you should take time to check that bitch
You saw me ridin through the hood, actin´ like its all good, but I´m lookin´ for a??? and shit
And a nigga with a knife, you can turn on ya lights, I mean my niggas in ya crib
nigga holla if there´s a problem, and your niggas got drama, I got burners for sell and shit
Got the macs, got the nines, got them tecks all the time, holo-tips and the extra clips
{Refrain: x2}
I don´t know what you take me for
I don´t really play that shit
I ain´t got to get you hit
I get out myself and spray that shit
Man I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over everything about me be gangsta
Man I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over I won´t hesitate to pop or shank ya
Man I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over they can hustle and I´m in your shit
Man I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over you don´t listen you gon´ get ya ass hit
This is 50
Yeah
nigga cherish me
Like the water you drink
Like the air you breathe
You need me to live
Yeah