G -Unit in this motherfucker
Ayo 50, ayo this nigga barely
It won't be long for your dead
You wanna run your mouth crazy,
Nigga, I'll come for your head
An d leave your monkey ass
It won't be long for you dead
You wanna run your mouth crazy,
Nigga, I'll go for your head
And leave your monkey ass
I hit your heart, you're dead
I squeeze to the semi, run out
in my hood call me a dumbout
I'm that nigga in the hoopty
Can't tell her this a hit
I got 32 shots, I ain't got the aim
I'll wave this bitch in your direction,
this is a sticky situation
Adrenaline rushes, creeps,
Same block, same block, same chain, same watch,
same 64 drop, same nigga on top
Don't blame me if your motherfuckin'
Cause I'm just tryna make a living,
nigga, stay up outta prison
in a position where bitch -ass
cowards can't fuck with ours
Then just shoot me, who he?
It won't be long for your day,
It seems like an ambulance
Always takes so long when you're hit
It won't be long for your day
When you ride up, it ain't no smiley
an d these niggas is filing
Little do you know your time
And you know that Reaper coming
When that heater start dumping,
ain't nobody seen nothing
from 12th Avenue all the way
we don't fuck around with the nonsense,
murder one shit, that's how it get,
I put the fifth to your head,
your white teeth turn red, nigga,
put a hole in your wig, with the CBD
Sit and fuck with your kid,
it's all part of the game
Man, the game ain't fair,
the trigger gots no heart,
homie, you see that flare
The lights start to flash,
you're dead, nigga, who cares?
If you can't hold on, nigga, hold on
It seems like an ambulance
Always takes so long when you're hit
Me and my bitch, we break up,
And shake up for the stones
We kicked up, that's what's up
Cause I'm out with the grown
You fuck up, you give up, buck'll get ya
Push a knife through your chest,
boy, I ain't fuckin' with ya
It's my hood, my code, my weed, my dope,
my pills, my liquor, my fam ily, my niggas
We sol diers, we killers, they know us, they feel us,
It's my gang, my set, my mat, my check,
My knife, my gun, my wife,
my son, my love, my niggas,
Black dicky suit and a fuckin'
Shoot first, this is how I re act
And we act like it's nothing
Can't feel niggas used to that, listen
If you can't hold on, nigga, hold on
It seems like an imbalance
Always takes so long when you hit
It won't be long for you to hit
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