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50 cent - oj lyrics

[hook]
put on my o.j. gloves and watch me kill this sh-t
beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different sh-t
i’m pulling off a o.j, off, off a o.j.

[verse 1: kidd kidd]
i’m smoking up my lungs,
this liquor drowning my liver
i’m now using these prescriptions, these pancakes now full of syrup
mayweather all contenders, i eat each rappers for dinner
put these ratting -ss n-gg-s in a sewer; master splinter
sound like my phone is bugged, give a n-gg- the jitters
i don’t give a f-ck, tell the pigs to kiss my sh-tter
yeah i’m kind of thinner but goddam you’re jeans are slimmer
i don’t want you round my children, you look like a s-x offender
planet of the apes, i’m a g unit gorilla
all these rappers claim they killers
proly sue you when you hit them
see i’m not what you used to
i ain’t soo woo, i ain’t crippin’
i’m a rider gang n-gg-
we gon’ get it where we fit it

[hook x2]
put on my o.j. gloves and watch me kill this sh-t
beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different sh-t
i’m pulling off a o.j, off, off a o.j.

[verse 2: 50 cent]
got a new b-tch that’s so bad
yeah she don’t know what she doin’
and her -ss so round and fat
when she touch me i’m like boooing!
i won’t hit and i won’t tell
so i don’t wanna flip a coin
i don’t kiss it, i don’t tell
so her close friend she can join
they don’t call me from the pens
that’s to see how things are going
so the money, it still flowing
get a rider gang, it’s still glowing
and my neck and my wrist,
and my ears and my fist
got diamonds all over sh-t glowing
and the lambo ain’t got no top
it ain’t summer yet but it’s hot
you gon lose the speech when you hit the streets
and you see the b-tches i got
you better believe it’s real
from the philippines to brazil
lil mexican chica, i want you to meet her
people can give it to you pure
100% uncut, now n-gg- you know w-ssup

[hook]
put on my o.j. gloves and watch me kill this sh-t
beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different sh-t
i’m pulling off a o.j, off, off a o.j.

[kidd kidd]
mjg, b-tch i got them 8 b-lls
4 door garage, b-tch i need 8 cars
they want me locked up
they singing like akon
her shatter, like a? on
b-tch my life right and you n-gg-s dead wrong
i would take your head on so you can see me head on
i’m gettin’ my air blown, you know what her head on
she got my head gone, sh-t i’m bout to head home
? that’s my destination
still street, never handed in my resignation
ding dong, i’m at your doorbell waiting
who tryna get served, i’m ’bout to do some catering

[hook]

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