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Whoo Kid

No Mercy, No Fear专辑

  • You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line
    You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine
    You mad at me? **** cause you can't shine
    You ain't gettin' yours? thats ****ed up cause I'm gettin' mine
    [50 Cent]
    I got a M1 in my hand, I'm feelin' to start killin' ****
    I'm not the nation's new Malcolm X, but I'm militant
    What, I'm supposed to be scared cause you got a big chest?
    My four fifth will lift you and your **********in' bench press
    Why you screamin' war senseless, I'm tryin' to spaz
    Swing my knife, tore break it off in yo ass
    ****** get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear 'em out
    Four fifth, four shots, that'll ****in' air 'em out
    In the hood ****** love me cause I keep it real
    G-Unit ******, they gon' always make bail
    Whether it's two G's or twenty G's
    Whether or not wit two pieces or two keys
    ***** please, get on ya knees you can lick these balls
    I'm not that ***** that you striptease for
    You gotta a problem or anger ***** to call
    Cause I'm out like a pimp and a trick, *****!
    [Hook]
    You want beef wit me? take a number, get in line
    You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine
    You mad at me? **** cause you can't shine
    You ain't get yours? That's ****ed up cause I'm gettin' mine
    [50 Cent talks till end]
  • You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line
    You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine
    You mad at me? **** cause you can't shine
    You ain't gettin' yours? thats ****ed up cause I'm gettin' mine
    [50 Cent]
    I got a M1 in my hand, I'm feelin' to start killin' ****
    I'm not the nation's new Malcolm X, but I'm militant
    What, I'm supposed to be scared cause you got a big chest?
    My four fifth will lift you and your **********in' bench press
    Why you screamin' war senseless, I'm tryin' to spaz
    Swing my knife, tore break it off in yo ass
    ****** get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear 'em out
    Four fifth, four shots, that'll ****in' air 'em out
    In the hood ****** love me cause I keep it real
    G-Unit ******, they gon' always make bail
    Whether it's two G's or twenty G's
    Whether or not wit two pieces or two keys
    ***** please, get on ya knees you can lick these balls
    I'm not that ***** that you striptease for
    You gotta a problem or anger ***** to call
    Cause I'm out like a pimp and a trick, *****!
    [Hook]
    You want beef wit me? take a number, get in line
    You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine
    You mad at me? **** cause you can't shine
    You ain't get yours? That's ****ed up cause I'm gettin' mine
    [50 Cent talks till end]