Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GATman And Robbin, artist - 50 Cent. Album song The Massacre, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aftermath, Interscope, Shady Records
Song language: English
GATman And Robbin |
Gee wilikers Gatman they got me surrounded |
I’m on my way |
I got a gat man |
There’s a problem I’ma solve it A nigga movin’around |
With a big ass revolver and a black bat, man |
What the fuck are you retarded |
You touch Shady I’ll leave you dearly departed |
They say Batman |
Robin, Cagney and Lacey, it’s 50 Cent and Shady |
The worst baby, put your hands on my people I’ll react crazy |
Put a hole through ya front and ya back maybe |
But dude if you try me, I’ll have ya ass hooked up to an IV |
I’ll leave no witnesses when I ride B You fuck with me, you’ll see |
I’ll react like an animal, I’ll tear you apart |
If a masterpiece was murder, I’d major in art |
Niggaz knew I wasn’t wrapped too tight from start |
But bein’a little off, landed me on top of the charts (whoo) |
So you take the good with the bad, I guess |
Level three Teflon plate on my chest |
And my cock back hollow tip in the chamber |
Danger, anger will change ya And make ya aim that and squeeze |
I got a gat man |
There’s a problem I’ma solve it A nigga movin’around |
With a big ass revolver and a bat, man |
Motherfucker, you retarded you touch 50 |
I’ll leave you dead, leave you dearly departed |
We’re walkin’away from a beef, in which clearly you started |
I said we’re walkin’away, did you hear me you wanna be thankful |
That we ain’t beefin’we’re still breathin’and just leave it at THAT |
Cause if me and 50 and G-Unit hop back in that BAT mobile |
It ain’t gonna be no more rappin', it’s gonna be BRAAAAT |
Retaliation will be like them muslim Shi’ite ATTACKS |
Some where along the line, its like me and 50 made a PACT |
He’s got my back, I got his, back |
It’s almost like we’re kinda like Siamese twins |
Cause when we beef we pull each other in to the bullshit like we’re conjoined at the hip |
It’s just unavoidable some of this shit is washable |
And some shit will never boil up And some of it will just simmer at best |
If left alone, we’ll let it be so there won’t be no sit downs |
With no Ray Benzinos, there will no peace discussions with me There ain’t gon’be no friendly debates over crumpets and tea |
Just quit fuckin’with me and I’ll gladly quit fuckin’with you |
Just spit ya sixteen and do what you gotta do to get through |
Without mentionin me and the machine or Jimmy Iovine and Dre and 50 |
or D-Twizzie, Obie and just let it be or we’ll be back with a I got a gat man |
There’s a problem I’ma solve it A nigga movin’around |
With a big ass revolver and a bat, man |
What the fuck 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 care if police know I did it Man I hustle, I get money, in the sunshine or a blizzard |
I go hard for that paper, homie I just gotta get it Got a money scheme, I’m plottin’in the county and I’m with it You cross me and you gon’make a cemetery visit |
That’s gangsta, you know me I told it, cause I live it Shell cases drop, when that chopper chop |
Way up the block, get hit with copper tops |
When drama pop, the llama pop |
And it won’t stop, you can run, call the cops |
They say no, nigga’s know how I be on it That shit you got, put my pistol to you I want it Its not a game, perfect aim you feel the flame |
Up against ya brain, man it’s so hot I’ll make ya wish it rained |
I got a gat man |
There’s a problem I’ma solve it A nigga movin’around |
With a big ass revolver and a bat, man |
What the fuck are you retarded |
You touch Shady I’ll leave you dearly departed |