Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Still Will , by - 50 Cent. Release date: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Still Will |
| Oh, don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood |
| Ain’t nothing changed, still holla at my homies |
| Oh, and when I hit the block I still will kill |
| And I don’t want to, nigga, but I will if I got to |
| Kill, if niggas get to fucking around |
| If niggas get to fucking around |
| Yeah, respect come from admiration and fear |
| You can admire me or you could catch one in your wig |
| You see the Testarossa, the toaster’s right on my lap |
| So if a nigga get out of line then nigga get clapped |
| I got an arsenal, an infantry I’m built for this mentally |
| That’s why I’m the general, I do what they pretend to do |
| Front on me now, nigga, I’ll be the end of you |
| Forget your enemies and think of what your friends’ll do |
| I drop a bag off, then let a mag off |
| The Heckler and Koch’ll tear half of your ass off |
| I’m not for the games, I’m not for all the playing |
| The hollow tips rain when I unleash the pain |
| Get the message from the lines or get the message from the nine |
| Paint a picture with words, you can see when I shine |
| Put my back on the wall, nigga, watch me go for mine |
| I let 21 shots off at the same time, yeah |
| Oh, don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood |
| Ain’t nothing changed, still holla at my homies |
| Oh, and when I hit the block I still will kill |
| And I don’t want to, nigga, but I will if I got to |
| Kill, if niggas get to fucking around |
| If niggas get to fucking around |
| Yeah, where I’m from death is always in the air, homie |
| Nana love me so you know she say my prayers for me |
| I come creeping through the hood wearing Teflon |
| Hit the corners, motherfuckers get left on |
| Niggas know, if not they better check my background |
| Try and stick me I’ll fill your back with mac rounds |
| Ask Preme, nigga, 50 don’t back down |
| I kick it funky like fiends in the crack house |
| Cross the line, boy, I’mma air ya ass out |
| Screw your face at me I wanna know what that’s 'bout |
| Nigga I know you ain’t mad I done came up |
| And if you are, fuck you cause I ain’t change up |
| The O.G.'s wanna talk, but I don’t know these niggas |
| And I ain’t did no business with 'em, I don’t owe these niggas |
| A minute of my time, I get it cause I grind |
| All across the globe like the world’s mine, yeh |
| Oh, don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood |
| Ain’t nothing changed, still holla at my homies |
| Oh, and when I hit the block I still will kill |
| And I don’t want to, nigga, but I will if I got to |
| Kill, if niggas get to fucking around |
| If niggas get to fucking around |
| Now tell me have you ever looked off in the distance |
| And seen the mac aiming at your head, mane? |
| Before you know it life is flashing, reminiscing |
| And your body is dripping and full of lead, mane |
| I done been there, I done copped that |
| It ain’t never been a question, I’m bout that |
| Don’t go there, you get clapped at |
| And if you plan to fuck around and re-route that |
| You’ll never catch me riding around on these streets |
| Without a couple metal pieces under my feet |
| Fully automatic weapons unloaded will unleash |
| Stash up under the carpet like a can of sea breeze |
| 50 don’t make me ride on these niggas |
| Cause I will kill, dip and hide on these niggas |
| 50 don’t make me ride on these niggas |
| Cause I be long gone like The Ripper so |
| Oh, don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood |
| Ain’t nothing changed, still holla at my homies |
| Oh, and when I hit the block I still will kill |
| And I don’t want to, nigga, but I will if I got to |
| Kill, if niggas get to fucking around |
| If niggas get to fucking around |