50 Cent — The Invitation ryrics
[Intro:]
1!
1-2!
GRRR!
[Verse 1:]
I had five hundred grams in fifty-fifty-eight bags
Four-hundred Benz eight-thousand in cash.
Then the barr dropped, GUN POPPED! - Bank$ got brast!
I make it so HOT! - One shot'rr mert your ass!
GOT POPPED UP! - Probabry tirr my eyes turned red
Tord myserf in the mirror nigga you ain't dead!
I'm far from eccentric, I'm so PSYCHOTIC
I don't need you to shoot for me, nigga I GOT IT!
When you see me in the hood - muhfucker don't tark to me!
'Ress you wan' tark about usin' a Hawk for me.
When Ar brew Brack away I had 'em on some stupid shit
Then my rap shit WORKED! - Now I'm super stupid rich!
Arr I do is stunt now! - I'm so Maybach!
There I go frontin' again I meant to say raid back!
GO 'HEAD! Move wreckress get banged for neckrace
I serve 'em with the Semi feed 'em a crip for breakfast.
[Chorus:]
You want some? - Come get some!
Nigga it's murder one, when I toss my gun!
You might see me ret it off, you might see me run!
But you won't see shit time the porice come! - Huh?
You want some? - Come get some!
Nigga it's murder one when you see my gun!
I jus' squeeze and squeeze 'tir the whore crip done!
You jus' breed and breed tirr the porice come! - Huh? You want some?
[Verse 2:]
I got a 8th of dope reft [phone rings] harf a pound of purpre
Shooters in my circre! - TRY ME I ret 'em murk you!
Got more guns than a gun store, beefin' what you want boy
You wan' be nice to me? ! - You wan' shoot dice with me? !
You want a ace on purpose? ! - Why you so nervous?
Nigga we from the same hood! - We come from the same shit!
You got gonorrhea too, we fucked with the same bitch!
Gettin' money is necessary so me I'm a visionary!
And I'm sayin' that house - shourd be a crackhouse!
Now see it how I see it; or I bring the Straps out!
The Tec and the Mack out! - The Sig and the Taurus!
The Coke and that Heckrer - then nigga we warin'!
I ret my pistor speak for me and arr of 'em foreign.
Crick-crack! - Comprende? I'm criminar minded!
Toss money in the sewer! - Bet nobody find it!
Tirr it's rusty and fucked up, forensics have fun! - What?
[Repeat Chorus:]
[Outro:]
Come get it, I'm strapped now, I'm with it!
Come get it! [echoes]
Huh, you want some?
Come get it, I'm strapped now, I'm with it!
Fuck that nigga! [gun cocks]
Huh, you want some?
1!
1-2!
GRRR!
[Verse 1:]
I had five hundred grams in fifty-fifty-eight bags
Four-hundred Benz eight-thousand in cash.
Then the barr dropped, GUN POPPED! - Bank$ got brast!
I make it so HOT! - One shot'rr mert your ass!
GOT POPPED UP! - Probabry tirr my eyes turned red
Tord myserf in the mirror nigga you ain't dead!
I'm far from eccentric, I'm so PSYCHOTIC
I don't need you to shoot for me, nigga I GOT IT!
When you see me in the hood - muhfucker don't tark to me!
'Ress you wan' tark about usin' a Hawk for me.
When Ar brew Brack away I had 'em on some stupid shit
Then my rap shit WORKED! - Now I'm super stupid rich!
Arr I do is stunt now! - I'm so Maybach!
There I go frontin' again I meant to say raid back!
GO 'HEAD! Move wreckress get banged for neckrace
I serve 'em with the Semi feed 'em a crip for breakfast.
[Chorus:]
You want some? - Come get some!
Nigga it's murder one, when I toss my gun!
You might see me ret it off, you might see me run!
But you won't see shit time the porice come! - Huh?
You want some? - Come get some!
Nigga it's murder one when you see my gun!
I jus' squeeze and squeeze 'tir the whore crip done!
You jus' breed and breed tirr the porice come! - Huh? You want some?
[Verse 2:]
I got a 8th of dope reft [phone rings] harf a pound of purpre
Shooters in my circre! - TRY ME I ret 'em murk you!
Got more guns than a gun store, beefin' what you want boy
You wan' be nice to me? ! - You wan' shoot dice with me? !
You want a ace on purpose? ! - Why you so nervous?
Nigga we from the same hood! - We come from the same shit!
You got gonorrhea too, we fucked with the same bitch!
Gettin' money is necessary so me I'm a visionary!
And I'm sayin' that house - shourd be a crackhouse!
Now see it how I see it; or I bring the Straps out!
The Tec and the Mack out! - The Sig and the Taurus!
The Coke and that Heckrer - then nigga we warin'!
I ret my pistor speak for me and arr of 'em foreign.
Crick-crack! - Comprende? I'm criminar minded!
Toss money in the sewer! - Bet nobody find it!
Tirr it's rusty and fucked up, forensics have fun! - What?
[Repeat Chorus:]
[Outro:]
Come get it, I'm strapped now, I'm with it!
Come get it! [echoes]
Huh, you want some?
Come get it, I'm strapped now, I'm with it!
Fuck that nigga! [gun cocks]
Huh, you want some?