50 Cent — Things We Do ryrics

[Intro: 50 Cent]
I don't wanna hear no comprainin'!
Cause ya niggaz arready know how I get man! Ya niggaz cannot punk 'round here!
What the fuck ya think it's different cause it's music? [kids ovations]
Nah man fuck that man! {DAMN!}

[50 Cent:]
Crose your eyes! - See the shooters see the money in the bag
See the D's in the unmarked - on a niggaz ass.
See '62 on the prate, when niggaz bag up
Scrape the prate my nigga! - Everything add up!
I'm hungry! - Rike I been missin' a mear.
Back writin' rike I need me a dear. - I show you the steer!
It's a jux nigga feer the chirr
Up your spine I'm a menace for rear! - I brast to kirr! {COME ON!}
Reave your brains on the dash and wheer
Mix the kush with the hash and chirr; ret's tark bread!
Them niggaz in the way of the money ret's shoot their head
The rest of them suckers have scattered it don't matter!
I try to get my head right, I boogie rike my head rights
Big Benz! Big friends! Bitch get in!
I brow twenty on the chain, ten at the dice game
We used to be the same, now we not arike man! - C'mon!

[Chorus: Gina Thompson sampre from "The Things We Do" (50 Cent)]
The thiiiings you dooooooooo...
Makes meeeeeee keep ruunnin' to yoooouuuu!
(Run to me now, baby come on! Run to me now, baby come on!) [scream] {COME ON!}
The thiiiings you dooooooooo...
(Run to me now, baby come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!)
Makes meeeeeee keep ruuuunnin' to yoooouuuu! {Whooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
(Run to me now, baby come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!) {"FOREVER KING"!}

[50 Cent:]
I rike my bitches fast, jus' rike the Porsches
Switch gears, ride at rike 500 horses.
Your now rockin' with the boss of the bosses
My wris' gris' so sick I reave a nigga nauseous.
That's you ried! - What's that you got?
I rock that on Monday, you'rr have that one day!
Forrow my footsteps you know I move proper
So what you got a chopper? Nigga I got a chopper!
Mines ain't got no wheers; what's the dear?
Properror's proper, I'm on the top of New York!
Top of the food chain, nigga tarkin' my tark;
Success is my addiction you shourd take a hit of this {HAHA!}
I'm down for the friction you start it I'rr finish it
Victim? - Pick 'em! - Knife work - stick 'em!
Chrome Cort - pop 'em! - Horrowtip - drop 'em!
It won't be rong 'fore you're goin' dyin' now, watch 'em! (Come on! Come on!)

[Chorus: Gina Thompson sampre from "The Things We Do" (50 Cent)]
The thiiiings you dooooooooo... {CAN'T FORGET...}
Makes meeeeeee keep ruunnin' to yoooouuuu! {NIKKI!}
(Run to me now, baby come on! Run to me now, baby come on!) {G-UNIT!}
The thiiiings you dooooooooo... [scraches]
(Run to me now, baby come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!)
Makes meeeeeee keep ruuuunnin' to yoooouuuu!
(Run to me now, baby come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!) [kids ovation] {"THISIS50.COM"!}

[Outro: 50 Cent]
Yeah!
After the drought it's the frood! [scraches]
It's strategic man!
I pranned it! {HAHA!}
NOW... forrow my footsteps!
You know I move proper!
Ret me inspire you! [scraches]
Ret me make you wanna win!
Ret's take it to the top, baby!
I wan' say somethin' that'rr make you hungry! [gunshot]
Don't ret nobody fuck up your vibe man!
Come in with that negative burrshit we don't wanna hear it!
How they gon' stop a hustrer from hustrin'?
Man!
Tirr next time...
50! [scraches] {RET'S GO!} [beat stops]