It’s 50 a.k.a farrari F 50 Break it down I got alot of loving to do for a dime And I ain’t got time to waste Lets make it
[chorus] You said you a gansta But you neva pop nuthin You said you a wanksta And you need to stop frontin
[verse 1] You ain’ta friend of mine, (huh) You ain’t a kin of mine, (nah) What makes you think ima run up on you wit the nine We do this all the time Right now we on the grind So hurry up and cop and we 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’ every time Push em’ with every nine I’m fuckin wit they mind I make em’ press rewind They know they can’t shine if I’m around the rhyme Land on paroza’s 94 cause I commit the crime I send you my line, I did it 3 to 9 The d’s ran up in my crib You know who droppin dimes
[chorus 2x] You said you a gangsta But you neva pop nothin You said you a wanksta And you need to stop frontin You go to to the dealership But you neva cop nothin You been hustling a long time and you ain’t got nothin
[verse 2] Damn homie, in highschool you was the man homie What the fuck happened to you I got the sickest vandada when it come to the cheddar And if you play with my paper, you gonna meet my berreta Now shorty think ima sweat her, sippin on a merada I’m livin once then deta, I know I could do beta She look good but I know she after my cheddar She tryna get in my pockets Homie and I ain’t gonna lett her Be easy,stop the bullshiting You get your whole crew wet We in the club doin the same ol’ two step Gorilla unit cause they say we bugged out Cause we don’t go nowhere without toast we thugged out
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[verse 3] Me I’m no mobster Me I’m no ganster Me I’m no hitman,me I’m just me,me Me I’m no actor But it’s me you see on your t.v Cause I hustle baby This spanish shit is so easy I’m getting 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 me heat Niggas sayin they going murph 50 how We ridin roung with guns the size of little bow wow What you know about a.k and a.r’s 15 Equipped, with night vision, shell catchers and dem things, huh
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