ya boy, cuz that nigga's snitchin' This shit ridiculous [Yo Gotti - Verse 2] New Benz That bitch ridiculous Vitamin Water paint job and I ain't 50 Cent
professional as you wanna It's gonna still get gangsta 'cause you fresh out Go ask, I take your baby mama shoppin' No, she ain't worth 50 cents, just
gangsta are you? So check it in style, T.B.S. Thug isn't yo crew I'll download, I'm downloadin' What the fuck gangsta are you? So check it in style, T
t stop If the girl don?t chew then my name ain?t Joc The money don?t flip then the block ain?t hot If she don?t scream your name then your game just shot
you like my style, you haven't heard like this in a while, Sit back and realax yo' self and if you got to bump just rooooll Up, I know you like my style
watch you bleed out, that little bit of thug in you You don't want to bump heads with me, and get hit up You, you ain't got what it takes to fuckin' get
what you want, you want dope, you want coke Wodie what you want, you want X, you want dro Shit you got beef, I got a tec and a fo' You feelin' hot and
rap niggas, I'm just havin' fun with it 50 Cent, nigga, bump dat My son ask, "Daddy why carry a gun, you ain't a cop" Looked at him and said, "Sometimes you
,are you retarded? You touch Shady I'll leave you dearly departed Nigga, you get it twisted, you can get ya wig splitted I don't give a fuck, I don't
don't take you serious nigga, you shook You half of a halfway crook Get off X's dick go sing a hook nigga And you can't replace the late great one And
you found yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol Claimin' you a murderer and you spelled it wrong You put 'e' before the 'd' 'cause that's all you on You
pencil Lookit what the fuck you done got into I see you found yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol Claimin' you a murderer and you spelled it wrong You
out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You could run your mouth I don't care But if you get to close I'm gon' clap you It's too real
seat And even 50 Cent said he'd ride with me We sumthin' like gangsta rap cousins On my daughter I'ma die before I let you touch 'em, you know I like livin' Enjoyin' myself and I ain't bullshittin' You don't
I ain't matchin' you Blame it on a head not the heart This is real LL Cool J in the building baby Hey yo 50 You know you're my favorite gangsta right
she start tripping, like your broad can't skeet Koopa get a hot steamy ain't creamy, but uh-naw it ain't T If it's her first time with me, she'll do her
Interscope and G-Unit. (ALI) We got action when you don't Show are places when you won't G-Unit, [50 Cent] G-G-G-G, G-Unit [50 Cent] [Chorus] [
I ain't no wimp. I send American flags to Ho Chi Minh, and Bart Simpson toys to Sam Kinison. If you're akin to sin, you may just win, unless you