50 cent - 50 cent - Your Life Is On The Line

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50 cent - 50 cent - Your Life Is On The Line

Cuz I dont like yall anyway 
...And I dont like yall anyway 
Fuck all yall!! 
My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me 
My gat talk for me 
BLAT! Wutup homie 
For bitches who dont know me 
...They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me 

I came into rap humble, I dont give a fuck now 
Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown 
Coke price go up, cats is come down 
The Ds run in my crib, Im nowhere to be found 
Niggas who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks 
They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack 
When I dont like a nigga, I dont pretend to 
Ill have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu 
Look, I aint goin nowhere, so get used to me 
OGs look at me and see what they used to be 
Im that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope 
The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So 
The thug, they pop shit 
The thug that pop clips 
The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks 
Nigga aint in his right mind, goin against me 
My pictures painted through words that make a blind man see 

Scream murder! (I dont believe you!) 
Murder! (Fuck around and leave you!) 
Murder! (I dont believe you!) 
Murder, murder! (Your lifes on the line!) 

Yall niggas dont want no parts of me 
Im tryna figure out how yall started me 
Make me catch her on the late night 
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six 

Im not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random 
Not a pretty nigga but my moms think Im handsome 
I hate to hear ""He say, She say"" shit 
Unless he say she say she on my dick 
Its no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up 
I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up 
You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front 
I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas tried to blaze me once 
In the hood they be like, ""Damn, 50 really spitted on em"" 
""You heard that shit?"" ""Yeah, 50 really shitted on em"" 
Beef, you dont want none, so dont start none 
You just a small player in this game, play a part son 

These cats always escape reality when they rhyme 
Thats why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes 
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car 
Nascar, truck wit a crash bar 
And TVs in the dash, pa 
See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa 
I catch stunts when I aint tryin 
I aint lyin, I sit Don P til I split up 
Keep my rent split up 
Get outta line, I get you hit up (Wooo!) 
Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say 
You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away 
Now heres a list of MCs that can kill you in eight bars: 
50, umm Jay-Z and Nas 
Ima say this shit now and never again 
We aint buddies, we aint partners and we damn sure aint friends 
The games you playin, you get killed like that 
Actin like you all hard, you aint built like that 
See me when you see me nigga, one 
(One) 

Yall niggas dont want no parts of me 
Im tryna figure out how yall started me 
You gon make me catch her on the late night 
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six

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: 50 cent - 50 cent - Your Life Is On The Line
   50 cent - 50 cent - Your Life Is On The Line