50 cent - gangsta shit lyrics
yeah, n-gg-s talking all that gangsta sh-t
acting like my money ain’t no good in the hood
you know what i mean?
f-cking head blown off, n-gg-, you know?
they, they talking that
that gangsta sh-t
they ain’t about that
man, matter of fact
hand me my strap
show me where they at
i’ll stop ’em from talking like that
they, they talking that
that gangsta sh-t
they ain’t about that
man, matter of fact
hand me my strap
show me where they at
i’ll stop ’em from talking like that
i’m the talk to hit every barbershop and beauty salon
’cause these other n-gg-s that rap ain’t on the sh-t that i’m on
’cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a gat
thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in the mack
but when i come through, the talking stop
my money long now, i can make the pope get shot
now, we can blow hour talking ’bout the stones i rock
all the hoes i got ’cause he stunts in the drop
now, naw, you love the kids, 50 on that killa sh-t
that been mobbed the bad man, b-tchy as guerrilla sh-t
i’m marking my music like diesel on the block
so, if you with me, you gon’ eat and you gon’ starve if you not
weed smokers love me like they love buddha
i’ll send your kids through the shooter
crip n-gg-s love me like they love hoova
they tell me see careful good ’cause n-gg-s wanna see like you
they ain’t used to a g like you, blam
they, they talking that
that gangsta sh-t
they ain’t about that
man, matter of fact
hand me my strap
show me where they at
i’ll stop ’em from talking like that
they, they talking that
that gangsta sh-t
they ain’t about that
man, matter of fact
hand me my strap
show me where they at
i’ll stop ’em from talking like that
you think you a killer but we gon just pay ’em a visit
put the potato in the barrel, so n-body hear it
i keep a holster on my shoulder like i’m john wayne
shooting these n-gg-s lights out like lebron james
holla my name, gimme a reason to see you bleeding
after you feel these hollow tips, n-gg-, then we eating
full of anger, until there’s no more bullets in the chamber
ain’t nothing like when you get popped and don’t know who to blame-a
n-gg- told me, “do your dirt all by your lonely”
so, i go hit them n-gg-s ‘fore 50 couldn’t even hold me
i’m waiting, antic-p-ting to put a n-gg- under
smoking like we some jamaicans f-cking with this ganja
ride with no hesitation, retaliation is a must
bad as i want to, some sh-t i just don’t discuss
so, point him out and watch how i knock him off
everywhere you b-tches go, i got a n-gg- watching y’all, motherf-ckers
they, they talking that
that gangsta sh-t
they ain’t about that
man, matter of fact
hand me my strap
show me where they at
i’ll stop ’em from talking like that
they, they talking that
that gangsta sh-t
they ain’t about that
man, matter of fact
hand me my strap
show me where they at
i’ll stop ’em from talking like that
come on, n-gg-, i ain’t here to make no friends, just cut the checks
i got a long pump that’ll put your stupid -ss up in steps
begging n-gg-s don’t understand though
probably ’cause my hand glow when i’m antic-p-ting the lambo
lean out my bucket for n-gg-s thinking they rambo
you get one warning, so i suggest you let your man know
these rap n-gg-s portray to be tough, n-body acting soft
’til they laid out in the hospital, eating applesauce
usually for yapping off and turn apologetic
waving a white flag, the danger they might have
my n-gg-s buying so much ammo
if you reach in the couch for loose change, you’ll probably feel on the handle
holding sixteens to get your bandages and broke bones
so, i suggest you get alarm systems in both homes
there’s only one team on top, we number one with a glock
f-ck around and get your dumb -ss shot
they, they talking that
that gangsta sh-t
they ain’t about that
man, matter of fact
hand me my strap
show me where they at
i’ll stop ’em from talking like that
they, they talking that
that gangsta sh-t
they ain’t about that
man, matter of fact
hand me my strap
show me where they at
i’ll stop ’em from talking like that
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