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50 cent – get the message lyrics


[chorus 2x: 50 cent]
i left a message for your toy, got a chrome .44
get the message, come out and get the message
it won’t even be a war, no beef no more
get the message, come out and get my message

[50 cent]
i was a itty-bitty n-gg- when prince killed drake
i’m a shooter, ask bizzy, he made us that way
i spend seven-and-a-half hours baggin up grams
gotta watch these n-gg-z with the sticky–ss hands
see my face, do a hundred grams chopped on the mirror
tell me i can’t eat, i ain’t tryin to hear it
jojo wanted the b-tches, i was tryin get my weight up
n-gg- get in the way and get shot down, straight up
i’m grimy, yeah my friends killed my friends
like blackey, he did that sh-t to him
get at me, i’m back strapped up again
i tried, i can’t change, i’ll always be the same
i tell my lil’ n-gg-z f-ck pray
and any motherf-cker down with ’em can suck me – i’m still mad
i got the cream to make a murder scene
if y’all n-gg-z ain’t shootin y’all can’t f-ck with me, come f-ck with me


[50 cent]
the d’s kick my door, got knocked with a half a brick
i came on the nuts, son n-gg-z ain’t give me sh-t
i tried bein cool, that cool sh-t don’t work for me
i put my gun in your face, you hear my -ss perfectly
you can’t park ’round here while i’m down here
i shot chris whip up, he came back shot richie head
but that ain’t who he aim for, get who you came for
apollo, amateur night, your name is in lights
i don’t clown, i get down, i’m a different breed
yeah, wait until these jokers get a load of me
i watch your clique like a flick, find your backbone
line ’em up nice, come through with the mac blowin
beef ain’t nothin new to me, it’s all a repeat
i leave a shooter by your door to make your -ss sleep
now come out come out, find out what i’m about
that ruger, that luger, i air your -ss out