Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wanksta, artist - 50 Cent. Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wanksta |
| It’s 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50 |
| Break it down |
| I got a lot of living to do before I die |
| And I ain’t got time to waste |
| Let’s make it |
| You said you a gangster but you never pop nuttin' |
| We said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin' |
| You ain’t a friend of mine, (yeah) |
| You ain’t no kin of mine, (nah) |
| What makes you think that I wont run up on you with the nine |
| We do this all the time, right now we on the grind |
| So hurry up and copy and go selling nicks and dimes |
| Shorty she so fine, I gotta make her mine |
| A ass like that gotta be one of a kind |
| I crush 'em everytime, punch 'em with every line |
| I’m fucking with they mind |
| I make 'em press rewind |
| They know they can’t shine if I’m around the rhyme |
| Been on parole since 94 cause I commit the crime |
| I send you my line, I did it three to nine |
| If D’s ran up in my crib, you know who dropping dimes |
| You said you a gangsta |
| But you never pop nothing |
| We said you a wanksta |
| And you need to stop frontin' |
| You go to the dealership |
| But you never cop nuttin' |
| You been hustling a long time |
| And you ain’t got nothing |
| Damn Homie, in high school you was the man, homie |
| What the fuck happened to you? |
| I got the sickest vendetta when it come to the chedda |
| And if you play with my paper, you gotta meet my berretta |
| Now shorty think I’m a sweat her, sipping on amaretto |
| I’m living once than deada, I know I can do better |
| She look good but I know she after my chedda |
| She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I ain’t gonna let her |
| Be easy, stop the bullshit, you get your whole crew wet |
| We in the club doin' the same ol' two step |
| Guerrilla unit cause they say we bugged out |
| Cause we don’t go nowhere without toast we thugged out |
| Me I’m no mobsta, me I’m no gangsta |
| Me I’m no hitman, me I’m just me, me |
| Me I’m no wanksta, me I’m no acta |
| But it’s me you see on your TV |
| Cause I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy |
| I’m gettin' what you get for a brick to talk greasy |
| By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets |
| If you play me close, for sure I’m gonna pop my heat |
| Niggas saying they going murd' 50, how? |
| We riding 'round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow |
| What you know about AK’s and AR 15's? |
| Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and F-bangs, huh |