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Published : April 03, 2008 |
Author : 50_Cents
Song Lyrics By : 50 Cents Lyrics | Total Views
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50 CENT LYRICS
"Wanksta"
[Intro: 50
Cent]
It's 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50
Break it down
I got a lot of
living to do before I die
And I ain't got time to waste
Let's make
it
[50 Cent]
You said you a gansta but you never pop
nuttin'
We said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You ain't a
friend of mine, (yeah)
You ain't no kin of mine, (nah)
What makes you
think that I wont run up on you with the nine
We do this all the time, right
now we on the grind
So hurry up and copy and go selling nicks and
dimes
Shorty she so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass like that gotta be
one of a 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 parole since 94 cause I commit the crime
I send
you my line, I did it three to nine
If D's ran up in my crib, you know who
dropping dimes
[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]
You said you a
gangsta
But you never pop nothing
We said you a wanksta
And you need to
stop frontin'
You go to the dealership
But you never cop nuttin'
You
been hustling a long time
And you ain't got nothing
[Verse
2]
Damn Homie, in high school you was the man, homie
What the fuck
happened to you?
I got the sickest vendetta when it come to the chedda
And
if you play wit my paper, you gotta meet my berretta
Now shorty think I'm a
sweat her, sipping on amaretto
I'm living once than deada, I know I can do
better
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, stop the bullshit, you get
your whole crew wet
We in the club doin' the same ol' two step
Guerrilla
unit cause they say we bugged out
Cause we don't go nowhere without toast we
thugged out
[Chorus 2X]
[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 gettin' 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 murd' 50,
how?
We riding 'round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow
What you know
about AK's and AR 15's?
Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and
F-bangs, huh
[Chorus 2X]
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