| I, don’t know what you take me for
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| I, really don’t play that shit
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| I, ain’t got to get you hit
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| I get out myself and spray that shit
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| I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it’s killin' me
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| Not to spray this shit
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| I got enough ammo shots blow I put a hole
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| In any motherfucker out this bitch
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| I unload to reload when you get hit I suppose
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| You gon' be strong enough to take this shit
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| I’m in the hood ridin' 'round with a chrome four pound
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| Can you see through the limousine tints?
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| I do dirt, the gat bust, I get to kickin' up dust
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| 'fore the Jakes come around here kid
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| Niggas get knocked if D’s start askin' question
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| My name end up in all types of shit
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| I’ll be a gangsta nigga 'til I die fo' sho'
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| Whether I’m po' or I’m filthy rich
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| Now what you know about movin' that Peruvian flake
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| For that cake, I get rid of dem bricks
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| I, don’t know what you take me for
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| I, really don’t play that shit
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| I, ain’t got to get you hit
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| I get out myself and spray that shit
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| I, don’t know what you take me for
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| I, really don’t play that shit
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| I, ain’t got to get you hit
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| I get out myself and spray that shit
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| Now I gotta have shoes, you know chrome 22's
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| Every time I get a brand new whip
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| I rode around in the 5 'til my money got right
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| Then I went back and got that six
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| I’m in a big white Benz on a hot sunny day
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| I call it the milk truck and shit
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| I’ll have your ho eyeballin' at the light, damn pimpin'
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| You should take time to check that bitch
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| Find me ridin' through the hood actin' like it’s all good
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| But I’m looking for a jux and shit
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| In the middle of the night, you can turn on the light
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| Find me and my niggas in yo' crib
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| Nigga holla if there’s a problem and yo' niggas got drama
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| I got burners for sale and shit
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| Got them MAC’s, got them 9's, got them techs full of dime
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| Hollow-tips and them extra clips
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| I, don’t know what you take me for
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| I, really don’t play that shit
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| I, ain’t got to get you hit
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| I get out myself and spray that shit
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| I, don’t know what you take me for
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| I, really don’t play that shit
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| I, ain’t got to get you hit
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| I get out myself and spray that shit
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| Man I’m tired of tellin' niggas over and over
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| E’rything about me be gangsta
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| Man I’m tired of tellin' niggas over and over
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| I won’t hesitate to pop or shank ya
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| Man I’m tired of tellin' niggas over and over
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| They can’t hustle when I’m in this shit
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| Man I’m tired of tellin' niggas over and over
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| You don’t listen, you gon' get yo' ass hit
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| Yeah, nigga cherish me
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| Like the water you drink
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| Like the air you breathe
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| You need me to live
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| Yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song This Is 50 , by - 50 Cent. Song from the album The Massacre, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп