New york city…
You are now rockin with 50 cent..
Are you ready?
I said are you ready?
See you wit me nigga?
Paid for a hoofy but I wanted a drop
Im not that nigga in your video
Im not a trick I dont love tha hoe
and Niggas know, I be on the low
but I miss my dawg
and I twist my drawer
Im not that nigga that you think you know
I walk around with a big fo-fo
You front on me im gone get at your dawg
I be at rite are your crib, waiting at your door
What up 50?
Coming up i aint have much, but i wanted alot
I had paper for a hoofty but i wanted a drop
so you know, I had make somthing outta nothin
Like turn an empty spot into a crack spot pumpin
im so hard at nine-teen I bought a benz, I did.
The older niggas wasnt really feelin the kid
Try to find where I live so they could run in my crib
but you cant hustle a hustler I peeped it and slid
Back then, Niggas used to call me bo
At six months I told them “Million go tops on Gar-bo”
Country came around, hes into clapenin
country left, same shit started happening
Like “He shot rau for some ens”
“Rau shot dro for some pens”
“Cory shot do and we was friends”
“Money turn boys into mens
cause psycho never changed, shit just starts again
Nah nigga, ain’t nothin changed nigga
Yah I’ve been gone for a minute, but im back
Damn 50, 50, see you back in the hood
You see my cherry red SL, nigga im doin good
Sometimes I can’t find the words how i feel,
so i take a quote from menace, “Look at the wheels”
Im addicted to stuntin’, now that im over somethen
I got a truck full of guns from va to day
oh yeah, you gonna let me hold somethen
Nigga, you high or somethen,
I don’t thinking, Im about my money
Go buy something
I got a few fifths, I got a few nines
Here nigga take one, take t