[Spoken] It's 50 a.k.a ferrari F 50 Break it down I got alot of living to do for a die and I ain't got time to waste Let's make it
[Chorus:] You say you a gangsta But you neva pop nothin You say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin
[Verse 1] You ain't no friend of mine,( huh) You ain't no kin of mine,( nah) What makes you think that I won't run up on you with the nine We do this all the time Right now we on the grind So hurry up and cop and go we selling nicks and dimes Shorty she so fine I gotta make her mine A ass like that gotta be one of kind I crush em' everytime Punch em' with every line I'm fucking with they mind I make em' press rewind They know they can't shine if I'm around the rhyme Been on paroll since 94 cause I commit the crimes I said it in my line, I did it 3 to 9 The D's ran up in my crib You know who dropping dimes
[Chorus: x2] You say you a gangsta but you neva pop nothin They say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin You go to the dealership but you neva cop nothin You been hustling a long time and you ain't got nothin
[Verse 2] Damn Homie, In high school you was the man homie The Fuck happened to you i got the sickest vendetta when it come to the chedda Nigga you play with my paper, you gonna meet my berreta Now shorty think Ima sweat her, sipping on a armareda I'm hit once than dead her, I know I can do betta She look good but I know she after my chedda She tryna get in my pockets Homie and I ain't gonna let her Be easy, start some bullshit You get your whole crew wet We in the club doing the same ol' two step Gorilla unit cause they say we bugged out Cause we don't go nowhere without toast we thugged out
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3] Me I'm no mobsta Me I'm no gangsta Me I'm no hitman, me I'm just me, me Me I'm no wanksta Me I'm no acta But it's me you see on your tv cause I hustle baby This rap shit is so easy I'm getting what you get for a brick to talk greasy By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets If you play me close, for sure I'm gonna pop my heat Niggas saying they going murder 50, how? We ride around with guns the size of little bow wow What you know about AK's and AR 15's? Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and amph beams, huh
[Chorus x2]
(laugh) Damn homie
Compositores: Curtis James Jackson (50 Cent), John Freeman (J Praize) ECAD: Obra #998527 Fonograma #1058123