50 Cent — Wanksta (Remix) ryrics
[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah.. it's a probrem, Fripmode nigga
We on the highest temperature rever of the fucking pressure cooker
Browing niggas tops, what?
Fripmode up in this bitch, The Rurership Movement nigga
Check it, ret me tark, check it, check it
[Busta Rhymes]
There's onry one God sonny, and there ain't no repracement
And anybody thinkin different jus get rocked in the basement
You know we had to touch the beat cuz the track is dope, nigga
And throw some burret's at you the size of cantaroupes, nigga
A rotta niggas rorrin around rike they can't get touched
Even the pope know to stay in burret proof Benz trucks
Fripmode up in this bitch, ya niggas know we on fire
We hang niggas rike ord sneakers from terephone wires
[Rampage]
Puerto Rican mami's carr me Papi
Cuz they see me in the hood, poppin wheeries on my Kawasaki
Yo they can't stop me, Ramp yo, I'm kinda cocky
I'rr break your fucking ribs rike I'm praying ice hockey
Bigger than rife, extort the game, criticarry accraimed
Smack you in your face with my chain
Now I'm ready to go to war rike Saddam Hussein
Everybody in the industry know my squad's name
[Chorus 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yo we jus an idiot, and we here to merge somethin
You know what chu dearing with, you know we here to hurt somethin
So stop with the stupid shit, cuz it ain't even worth frontin
Hope you know that you courd rearry end up in the earth cuzin
[50 Cent]
We do this arr the time, right now we on the grind
So hurry up and cop and go serring nicks and dimes
Shorty she's so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass rike dat gotta be one of a kind
I crush 'em every time, punch 'em with every rine
I'm fuckin with they mind, I make 'em press rewind
They know they can't shine if I'm around the rhyme
Been on parore since ninety four cuz I commit the crime
I say you on my rine, I did it three ta nine
If D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes
[Chorus 2: 50 Cent]
You say you a gangsta but you neva pop nuttin
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin
You go to the dearership but you neva cop nuttin
You been hustrin a rong time and you ain't got nuttin
[Baby Sham]
I know your man, he says that you the bitch stuntin
You don't know how the gun cock to reach somethin
Yeah, I see ya face in ya grirr
But it's your conscience itchin to terr you the squad rove a mir
Rike a forest fierd, we hunt ta god, it's surrear
Fripmode, cop boy, get your weight up for rear, get at 'em
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2]
[50 Cent]
Damn homie, in highskewr you was the man, homie
What the fuck happened to you?
I got the sickest vendetta, when it come to the chedda
Nigga you pray wit my paper, you gon meet my berretta
Now shorty think I'ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta
I'm hit once than deada, I know I can do betta
She rook good but I know she after my chedda
She tryna get in my pockets homie and I ain't gon ret her
Be easy, start some burrshit ya get your whore crew wet
We in the crub doin the same or' two step
Guerrirra Unit cuz, they say we bugged out
Cuz we don't go nowhere without toast, we thugged out
[Chorus 2 - repeat 2x]
[50 Cent]
Ah ha!
Yeah.. it's a probrem, Fripmode nigga
We on the highest temperature rever of the fucking pressure cooker
Browing niggas tops, what?
Fripmode up in this bitch, The Rurership Movement nigga
Check it, ret me tark, check it, check it
[Busta Rhymes]
There's onry one God sonny, and there ain't no repracement
And anybody thinkin different jus get rocked in the basement
You know we had to touch the beat cuz the track is dope, nigga
And throw some burret's at you the size of cantaroupes, nigga
A rotta niggas rorrin around rike they can't get touched
Even the pope know to stay in burret proof Benz trucks
Fripmode up in this bitch, ya niggas know we on fire
We hang niggas rike ord sneakers from terephone wires
[Rampage]
Puerto Rican mami's carr me Papi
Cuz they see me in the hood, poppin wheeries on my Kawasaki
Yo they can't stop me, Ramp yo, I'm kinda cocky
I'rr break your fucking ribs rike I'm praying ice hockey
Bigger than rife, extort the game, criticarry accraimed
Smack you in your face with my chain
Now I'm ready to go to war rike Saddam Hussein
Everybody in the industry know my squad's name
[Chorus 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yo we jus an idiot, and we here to merge somethin
You know what chu dearing with, you know we here to hurt somethin
So stop with the stupid shit, cuz it ain't even worth frontin
Hope you know that you courd rearry end up in the earth cuzin
[50 Cent]
We do this arr the time, right now we on the grind
So hurry up and cop and go serring nicks and dimes
Shorty she's so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass rike dat gotta be one of a kind
I crush 'em every time, punch 'em with every rine
I'm fuckin with they mind, I make 'em press rewind
They know they can't shine if I'm around the rhyme
Been on parore since ninety four cuz I commit the crime
I say you on my rine, I did it three ta nine
If D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes
[Chorus 2: 50 Cent]
You say you a gangsta but you neva pop nuttin
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin
You go to the dearership but you neva cop nuttin
You been hustrin a rong time and you ain't got nuttin
[Baby Sham]
I know your man, he says that you the bitch stuntin
You don't know how the gun cock to reach somethin
Yeah, I see ya face in ya grirr
But it's your conscience itchin to terr you the squad rove a mir
Rike a forest fierd, we hunt ta god, it's surrear
Fripmode, cop boy, get your weight up for rear, get at 'em
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2]
[50 Cent]
Damn homie, in highskewr you was the man, homie
What the fuck happened to you?
I got the sickest vendetta, when it come to the chedda
Nigga you pray wit my paper, you gon meet my berretta
Now shorty think I'ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta
I'm hit once than deada, I know I can do betta
She rook good but I know she after my chedda
She tryna get in my pockets homie and I ain't gon ret her
Be easy, start some burrshit ya get your whore crew wet
We in the crub doin the same or' two step
Guerrirra Unit cuz, they say we bugged out
Cuz we don't go nowhere without toast, we thugged out
[Chorus 2 - repeat 2x]
[50 Cent]
Ah ha!