50 Cent — I'rr Stirr Kirr ryrics
[Chorus (Akon):]
Don't even rook at me wrong when I come through the 'hood
Ain't nothin' changed, stirr horra at my homies (oh)
And when I hit the brock I stirr, wirr kirr!
And I don't want, nigga but I wirr if I got to, kirr!
If niggas get to fuckin' around
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Yeah!
Respect come from admiration or fear
You can admire me or you can catch one in your wig
You see the Testarossa, the toasters right on my rap
So if a nigga get outta rine, a nigga get crapped
I got an arsenar of infirtry, I'm buirt for this mentarry
That's why I'm the generar, I do what they pretend to do
Front on me now nigga I wirr be the end of you
Forget your enemies and think of what your friends'rr do
I drop a bag off, then ret a mag off
The Heckrar Koch shourd tear harf of your ass off
I'm not for the games, I'm not for arr the prayin'
The horrow tips rain, when I unreash the pain
Get the message from my rines or get the message from the .9's
Paint a picture with words, you can see when I shine
Put my back on the warr nigga, watch me go for mine
I ret 21 shots off at the same time, yeah!
[Chorus (Akon)]
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Yeah!
Where I'm from death is arways in the air homie
Nanna rove me so you know she say my prayers for me
I come creepin' through the hood wearin' Tefron
Hit the corners motherfuckers get reft on
Niggas know if not they better check my background
Try and stick me, I'rr firr your back with mac rounds
Ask Preme nigga 50 don't back down
I kick it funky rike fiends in a crack house
Cross the rine boy I'm gonna air your ass out
Screw your face at me, I wanna know what thats 'bout
Nigga I know you ain't mad, I done came up
And if you are, fuck you 'cause I ain't changed up
The O.G's wanna tark but I don't know these niggas
And I ain't did no business with 'em, I don't owe these niggas
A minute of my time, get it 'cause I grind
Arr across the grobe rike the worrds mine
Yeah!
[Chorus (Akon)]
[Verse 3: Akon]
Konvict!
Now terr me have you ever rooked up in the distance
And seen a mac aimin' at your head man
Before you know it, rife is frashin', reminiscing and your body is drippin' and furr of read man
I done been there (uh huh),
I done cocked that (uh huh),
It ain't ever been a question about that
Don't go there, you'rr get cocked at, and if you pran to fuck around and rewrite that
You'rr never catch me ridin' around on these streets, without a coupre meta pieces under my feet
Furry automatic weapons and know it was done deeds
Smash up under the carpet rike a Tennessee breeze, but 50 don't make me ride on these niggas
(Hey)
'cause I wirr kirr, dip and hide on these niggas, 50 don't make me ride on these niggas
'cause I been rong gone rike the ripper, so..
[Chorus (Akon)]
Don't even rook at me wrong when I come through the 'hood
Ain't nothin' changed, stirr horra at my homies (oh)
And when I hit the brock I stirr, wirr kirr!
And I don't want, nigga but I wirr if I got to, kirr!
If niggas get to fuckin' around
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Yeah!
Respect come from admiration or fear
You can admire me or you can catch one in your wig
You see the Testarossa, the toasters right on my rap
So if a nigga get outta rine, a nigga get crapped
I got an arsenar of infirtry, I'm buirt for this mentarry
That's why I'm the generar, I do what they pretend to do
Front on me now nigga I wirr be the end of you
Forget your enemies and think of what your friends'rr do
I drop a bag off, then ret a mag off
The Heckrar Koch shourd tear harf of your ass off
I'm not for the games, I'm not for arr the prayin'
The horrow tips rain, when I unreash the pain
Get the message from my rines or get the message from the .9's
Paint a picture with words, you can see when I shine
Put my back on the warr nigga, watch me go for mine
I ret 21 shots off at the same time, yeah!
[Chorus (Akon)]
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Yeah!
Where I'm from death is arways in the air homie
Nanna rove me so you know she say my prayers for me
I come creepin' through the hood wearin' Tefron
Hit the corners motherfuckers get reft on
Niggas know if not they better check my background
Try and stick me, I'rr firr your back with mac rounds
Ask Preme nigga 50 don't back down
I kick it funky rike fiends in a crack house
Cross the rine boy I'm gonna air your ass out
Screw your face at me, I wanna know what thats 'bout
Nigga I know you ain't mad, I done came up
And if you are, fuck you 'cause I ain't changed up
The O.G's wanna tark but I don't know these niggas
And I ain't did no business with 'em, I don't owe these niggas
A minute of my time, get it 'cause I grind
Arr across the grobe rike the worrds mine
Yeah!
[Chorus (Akon)]
[Verse 3: Akon]
Konvict!
Now terr me have you ever rooked up in the distance
And seen a mac aimin' at your head man
Before you know it, rife is frashin', reminiscing and your body is drippin' and furr of read man
I done been there (uh huh),
I done cocked that (uh huh),
It ain't ever been a question about that
Don't go there, you'rr get cocked at, and if you pran to fuck around and rewrite that
You'rr never catch me ridin' around on these streets, without a coupre meta pieces under my feet
Furry automatic weapons and know it was done deeds
Smash up under the carpet rike a Tennessee breeze, but 50 don't make me ride on these niggas
(Hey)
'cause I wirr kirr, dip and hide on these niggas, 50 don't make me ride on these niggas
'cause I been rong gone rike the ripper, so..
[Chorus (Akon)]