do we dip dip dive and herbalize I don't look over my shoulder but I know there are spies but then long time crew stuck like glue you never let me down
: (50 Cent) Uh, yeah, 50 Cent It's Murda Mix Tape Vol. 3 Whoo Kid, Stretch Armstrong nigga Take that, yo, aiyyo Niggas don't wanna see 50 on a track
I'm sayin? Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you
don't care, I said (get up!) I wanna see, I, I wanna see ya move And get all into the groove, I say (get up!) I'm gettin money man, I really don't care
a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death upon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky
talk to much Lemme tell you this If you ain't seen where I been you can't tell me shit Spirits walking with me I close my eyes and follow I live for today
as hell, another rock to sell People look at you like youse the user Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser But they don't know about your
don't know, they don't know, they don't know (What we been goin' through) They don't know, they don't know, they don't know (just where we headin' to)
waste of my time, cause what if I don't even get high Thirty minutes dun came by, I didn't even seem high, until I stood up and looked at the ceiling
top When they got on stages all over this nation World, and I plan on Now look at you bustas get mad Beat the fuckas on their own line Don't make 'em
breath, I bet ya, ya can't you don't wanna stay Dear Lord, cannot stand, goin' to hell. It's comin', yes it's comin No look what we've done, what have
credit I bet it Didn't even occur that we would eventually Meet with ya don't crash, collide lock up with the enemy And I don't wanna say a nigga name
Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff, But I just can't get enough Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on Don't
and don?t wait up for me get up and go, take a chance and be strong you can?t spend your whole life holding on don?t look back just go, take a breath
don't try to make things right Earthquakes will shake to wake you up again Cry, ask why I don't protect your nation now Cry, ask why I don't protect your
Cause I'm not the one who wont break it down Follow me, people see that I'm gonna below the roof of of this town Chorus: Tired of the clothes that look
motherf**ker look how I got em Now they ready to shout [Chorus:] So, don't touch me nigga, you might burn yourself (Ha) Don't touch me nigga, you might