Its 50 dent & S-N-double O-P
You dont want no snoop & you dont want it wit me
Everytime I come around they like "Oh No"
I get to trippin; slap the clip up in my 44
Shit I been thru in my hood made my heart cold
I get to poppin off that thang like Im loco
No sense in coppin pleas when you see my knife out (knife out)
Motherfuckers light out (lights out)
Here comes Snoop, uh (oh shit) (Oh No)
Sup Nigga, sup now, huh? (Oh No)
Ricky Ticky Timble, Cs is the symbol
Courdoroy khakis, stacies & brimmed up
Straight razors just to keep you trimmed up
1-8-7, oh yeah, now you remember
Hes electrifyin & original
So gangster, Snoop Dogg the criminal
The one you hate to love, in the club, in the cut
Hugged up wit yo bitch, nigga I dont give a shit
You betta check dat ho, thats what wreckin G
Now step your game down, cause aint no checkin me
Youll be respectin me until you leave this room
Or my gatll go boom, bullets go zoom
Now your names on a tomb
They pourin out liqour wit no room to consume, you silly bafoon
I pop niggas like balloons, I aint feelin em
Walkin in my big blue chucks cause Im killin em
Hey whaddup cuz, its 50 cent;
Whats happnin nigga?
Ever since the moment I was born I been dyin (Yea)
Hundred miles an hour pulse flyin wit my eye... an
He who fears fate lives like a coward
You go against me, youll be devoured
Then you get to poppin youll have a change of heart
I hit your chest a couple times youll have to change your heart
Have doc usin donors, dead niggas with spare parts
You come back wit lungs of a snitch, an the heart of a dead nark
Niggas never see the light till it spark
Then they bleed, it get cold, then shit get dark
You can call me the beast from the east, I run these streets
You can eat hollow tip shells or you can work for me
These rap niggas crazy, my mercy has limits
Push Me - a hundred revolversll get to spinnin
Your services are no longer needed; Rock-a-bye baby
My bitchll do it to you with a lil 380 (Yea)
Im bailin thru the door again
Let the Momo pour again
Me & my ho again
Yea she got the four up in this motherfucker
And Imma bust it if you try to rush us or touch us or sucka duck us
Itll crack off, Now back off - real slow
An if you dont know, I never hesitate to shoot a ho
Yea thats my reputation - you test my patience &
You & your fam - bam - gon hear the blam, blam
Goddammit Im at it again
They done let that bitch nigga up outta the pen
And now he lookin for me - what the heck - my game is built on respect
Now Im breathin down your mortherfuckin neck
I dumps till my clips is empty
Im headin down Willshire to San Vicente
And when I get there dont ask who sent me
Just take dem shots an drop it like its hot
Bitch Nigga
Ha-ha-ha
Yea Nigga
Just when you thought I was gone
Slide back up on you like the wind nigga
Hurricane D-O-Double G
With the G,G,G,G,G, G-unit
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