Lyrics Collapse - G-Unit

Collapse

Now dont think i wont hit you cus im popular, got a 3 ninety rouge gonna pop at ya,
Catch ya slippin gonna give ya what i got for ya, A clip loaded with 16 shots
for ya,
You never had a Hot gun on your waist or blood on your shoe, Cus a nigga went and
said the wrong shit to you, Homie you aint been through what ive been through,
Your not like me and Im not like you,
Im like a animal really when i spit it its crazy, Got semi autos that put holes
in niggas tryna play me,
One shot is not anough what you need is a uzzi to move me, After 4 bottles of Don kid start feeling Woozy,
I write my life you wrtie what you see in gansgta movies, Im gangsta to the core
nigga you cant move me,
I find my space at the top i got this rap shit locked, I never heard of you you
heard of me, I murder you,
Spit shelf to ya convertable, Lode this you notice,
Rich of poor i will still come through your door, This is raw, Your scared of me,
youir not prepared for me, The Kid is back
50 cent, i know you like that, Yeh i know you like that, Green lantern shady
records Anger managment tour, HOMIE