[Chorus] I don't know what you take me for I really don't play that shit I ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit
[Verse 1] I got a itchy itchy trigger finger, nigga its a killa in me not to spray that sh it I got enough ammo shots to blow I up a hole in every mothafucka out this bitch I unload then reload, when you get hit I supposed you gon' be strong enough to t ake this shit I'm in the hood ridin' round with a chrome fo' pound, can you see thru the windo ws see tints I do dirt, the gat bussa, get to kickin' up dust, 'fore the jakes come around he re kid niggas get knocked if they start askin' question, my name end up in all types of shit I be a gangsta, a nigga till I die fo' sho', whether I'm poor or I'm filthy rich Now what you know about movin' that Pervuian and flake for that cake, I get rid of them bricks
[Chorus x2] I don't know what you take me for I really don't play that shit I ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit
[Verse 2] Man I gotta have shoes, you know chrome 22's, everytime I get a brand new whip I rolled around in a 5, till my money got right, then I went back and got that s ix I'm in a big white Benz, on a hot sunny day, I call up the milk truck and shit I have ya hoe, eyeballin' at the light, damn pimpin', you should take time to ch eck that bitch You saw me ridin through the hood, actin' like its all good, but I'm lookin' for a ??? and shit In the middle of the night, you can turn on ya lights, I mean my niggas in ya cr ib nigga holla if there's a problem, and your niggas got drama, I got burners for s ell and shit Got the macs, got the nines, got them tecks all the time, holo-tips and the extr a clips
[Chorus x2] I don't know what you take me for I really don't play that shit I ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit
[Bridge] Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over everything about me be gangsta Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over I won't hesitate to pop or shank y a Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over they can hustle and I'm in your sh it Man I'm tired of tellin' niggas over and over you don't listen you gon' get ya a ss hit
[Outro] This is 50 Yeah nigga cherish me Like the water you drink Like the air you breathe You need me to live Yeah
[Thanks to josafe@tmail.com for these lyrics] [Thanks to the_foxiest@hotmail.com, Bigchedda@msn.com, budi@owned.se, Chicmagnet _123@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]
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