Clue shit !
par 50 Cent
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{Intro:}
[50 Cent]:
You know Clue man, I´m tryin´ to holler at this bitch right and I´m like
yeah, I told her I write music for a living
And she´s like need I say yeah, my name is 50 Cent
And she said "oh you 50 Cent, you know I love your music
I listen to DJ Clue, I hear your music all the time"
And I´m like yeah, this bitch on my dick
I love this music shit, man, this shit is the shit right here, man
Hey yo, but I seen you in that black Escalade, Clue
And I seen your boy Skane in that silver 745 boy
Man, ya´ll playin´ hardball like a motherfucker
See me I switch up hoopties cause niggaz play me, just to shoot me
You know how it is in the hood
Dead men don´t hear no applause
Don´t men don´t go off on tours
Dead men don´t accept no awards
50 that thought you was dead kid, kid
{Refrain: x2}
50, it´s 50, it´s 50, motherfucker
I´m back, I´m back, I´m back motherfucker
Niggaz thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn´t stop me
I "Hit ´Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me
I don´t hesitate to pull out the burnin´ nigga
I stick my snub nose in shit, that don´t concern a nigga
I´m the reason that Coupe, ain´t got no top
I´m the reason that Rouger, ain´t got no shots
And when I squeeze, I tend to keep on squeezin´
If your lucky, you can run, and keep on breathin´ (yeah)
When my knife hit ya windpipe and you start wheezin´ (huh)
You put your hand over the hole, and it gonna stop the breathin´ (woo)
I am what I am, and I ain´t gonna change
My 5th clip loaded to the tip, I´ll blow out ya brains
Trust me, I´m not what you used to homie (grrr)
You little faggot, I´ll tell ya fuckin´ boss to blow me (uh huh)
I´m puttin´ pressure on you, you payin´ the pump (yeah)
About to die like a man, but you live like a chump (uh huh)
I only walk wit a limp, when I walk wit a pump
I can´t wait to see you scatter, when I pull out and dunk ya (TAKE THAT)
{Refrain:}
50, it´s 50, it´s 50, motherfucker (uh huh)
I´m back, I´m back, I´m back motherfucker (I´m back)
Niggaz thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn´t stop me
I "Hit ´Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me (do it up nigga)
50, it´s 50, it´s 50, motherfucker
I´m back, I´m back, I´m back motherfucker (uh huh)
Niggaz thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn´t stop me
I "Hit ´Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me
[50 Cent]:
This time, I´m gonna hit ´em harder (harder, harder)
This time, I´m gonna hit ´em harder (harder, harder)
50 Cent (50 Cent), G-Unit (G-Unit)
DJ Clue (DJ Clue), Early (Early)
(Yo I´m over here chillin´ wit my man 50 Cent) (50 Cent)
Damn, (we both from Queens)
That´s hot man, rewind that (you know what I´m sayin´);
(Hey, ya´ll niggaz cannot stop Queens) (WOO)
[50 Cent]:
You know Clue man, I´m tryin´ to holler at this bitch right and I´m like
yeah, I told her I write music for a living
And she´s like need I say yeah, my name is 50 Cent
And she said "oh you 50 Cent, you know I love your music
I listen to DJ Clue, I hear your music all the time"
And I´m like yeah, this bitch on my dick
I love this music shit, man, this shit is the shit right here, man
Hey yo, but I seen you in that black Escalade, Clue
And I seen your boy Skane in that silver 745 boy
Man, ya´ll playin´ hardball like a motherfucker
See me I switch up hoopties cause niggaz play me, just to shoot me
You know how it is in the hood
Dead men don´t hear no applause
Don´t men don´t go off on tours
Dead men don´t accept no awards
50 that thought you was dead kid, kid
{Refrain: x2}
50, it´s 50, it´s 50, motherfucker
I´m back, I´m back, I´m back motherfucker
Niggaz thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn´t stop me
I "Hit ´Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me
I don´t hesitate to pull out the burnin´ nigga
I stick my snub nose in shit, that don´t concern a nigga
I´m the reason that Coupe, ain´t got no top
I´m the reason that Rouger, ain´t got no shots
And when I squeeze, I tend to keep on squeezin´
If your lucky, you can run, and keep on breathin´ (yeah)
When my knife hit ya windpipe and you start wheezin´ (huh)
You put your hand over the hole, and it gonna stop the breathin´ (woo)
I am what I am, and I ain´t gonna change
My 5th clip loaded to the tip, I´ll blow out ya brains
Trust me, I´m not what you used to homie (grrr)
You little faggot, I´ll tell ya fuckin´ boss to blow me (uh huh)
I´m puttin´ pressure on you, you payin´ the pump (yeah)
About to die like a man, but you live like a chump (uh huh)
I only walk wit a limp, when I walk wit a pump
I can´t wait to see you scatter, when I pull out and dunk ya (TAKE THAT)
{Refrain:}
50, it´s 50, it´s 50, motherfucker (uh huh)
I´m back, I´m back, I´m back motherfucker (I´m back)
Niggaz thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn´t stop me
I "Hit ´Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me (do it up nigga)
50, it´s 50, it´s 50, motherfucker
I´m back, I´m back, I´m back motherfucker (uh huh)
Niggaz thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn´t stop me
I "Hit ´Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me
[50 Cent]:
This time, I´m gonna hit ´em harder (harder, harder)
This time, I´m gonna hit ´em harder (harder, harder)
50 Cent (50 Cent), G-Unit (G-Unit)
DJ Clue (DJ Clue), Early (Early)
(Yo I´m over here chillin´ wit my man 50 Cent) (50 Cent)
Damn, (we both from Queens)
That´s hot man, rewind that (you know what I´m sayin´);
(Hey, ya´ll niggaz cannot stop Queens) (WOO)