50 Cent Da Repercussions

[Talking]

Uh huh, Uh huh, five, five, one... its real shit nigga



[Chorus]

You niggas say somethin slick, youll get SLAPPED for that

You niggas schemin on some jewels, youll get CLAPPED for that

If yall niggas want war, I got the MACK for that

Run up with some work, and get your head CRACKED for that



[Verse 1]

Nigga if a nickel bag sold in the park, I want in on it

The bullshit Im in right now nigga, Ive been on it (yeah)

If I dont eat, nobody eat, code of the street

No surrender, no retreat, my niggas rollin with heat (woo)

Youll know my stees, I spark trees, under palm trees

Feel a breeze, and fees, in expanded keys

Cop it straight from the bay, tap dance on the yay

Your people make a G day, you aint rich, you just ok

I take the stand under oath and lie

Before I snitch on my clique, Ill fry

Or watch time go by

Niggas want to steal slabs, and dib or dab

In the posse, who steals from the hands that feed em, deserve to die



[Chorus] - 2X



[Verse 2]

You gettin money nigga (yeah), you dimed out (yeah)

Well 50 Cent is the hottest shit out this (yeah)

You bust your gun nigga (yeah), you on the run nigga (yeah)

You treat a grown man, like he ya son (nigga)

Yo, I aint the first parolee, to catch his nigga for his rolee

And after being on the street, less than a week

Look, niggas who know me, know Im up to no good

Man my fan base is spreading like HIV in the hood

Why smack a nigga silly, when I can squeeze the nilly (squeeze that shit)

A slugll split a niggas ass, worst than the philly

I stay with the heater, cut the D with Bonita

My wifey kept acting up, so I had to leave her

It hurted when I left, but I knew I didnt need her

If it wasnt for my seed, I wouldnt even hafta see her

She tried to front like she dont need me, she miss me, believe me

Its that soap opera shit, the bitch watch too much TV



[Chorus] - 2X



[Verse 3]

Aight you niggas tryin to do too much (STOP FRONTIN)

Them little bit of chips you got son, (AIN"T NOTHIN)

I seen you with your whip outside (YOU STUNTIN)

You spent your last on that (YOU AINT HOLDIN NOTHIN)

Rap niggas, they actin like they ready to flip

When I let off a clip, it aint a part of the script

Its like tradition, rap niggas, dyin they whips

So I spent a little chips, to bulletproof my shit

You a 6 coupe nigga, but you gears behind

Nigga yours a 92, mines a 99

Your not in my league, the ghetto taught me tools to succeed

Shallow up a seed, Ill write it down so you can read

If youve been listening, I know youve been loving what I said

If not you dumb fuck, I just run over your head



[Chorus] - 2X



{*singing in background until fade*}
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