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Rotten Apple

50 Cent

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(50 Cent)I'm on parole, I used to be on probaaaaaationI'm with my gun I get full coporaaaaaationI tell you "take it off" no hesitaaaaaationNigga you play around, I lay you downThat's how it's goin' downDon't play wit' me, I don't have patieeeeeentsMy headachin', and I need my medicaaaaaaationNiggaz be hatin', they don't know what they faaaaaacin'Nigga you play around, I lay you downThat's how it's goin' downI be in court throwin' signs like I'm a maaaaaasonNigga witness against me, I'ma eraaaaaase 'emIf they try an runaway, I'ma chaaaaaaase 'emNow with the pound, and I'm a lay 'em downThat's how it's goin' down[Chorus]Better watch how you talkBetter watch where you walkOn the streets of New YorkThat's how we get down22's on the jeepSomthin' deep in the seatWhen we creep wit the heatThat's how we get down(50 Cent)Wise men listen and laugh while fools talkStick up kids don't live long in New YorkFuck around and catch the wrong jukes on the streetGet caught slippin', then get hit wit' like threeIn every hood in the US, I'm that nigga they feelin'Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villanI play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin' rightTeachin' the hoodrats what Cristal taste likeI put 60 on wrist, 12 on my fist, 100 on my neckWe in the hood nigga schemin', what you expect?My S on 22's leave ya hos confuuuuuusedOn the track ready to choose, like "Daddy we want you"My love live ain't change, the shorties still hug meBullet wound in my face, and bitches still love meNow Nelly told you how them country boys talkI came to teach you how we put it down in New YorkThat's how we get down[Chorus]Better watch how you talkBetter watch where you walkOn the streets of New YorkThat's how we get down22's on the jeepSomthin' deep in the seatWhen we creep wit the heatThat's how we get down(50 Cent)In the city, a young buck'll tell you how the mac spitO.G. give 'em the word, you gonna get yo' ass hitI don't know why niggaz like to talk bad about meI'm the richest nigga they know without a G.E.D.Man it could be the money, it could be the iceIt could be they'd like to be me and can't live my lifeYou should here they be sayin' man "50 be flippin'""Shot my man over 7 grams, that nigga be trippin'"I know death is promised, I don't fear gettin' murkedIt's when a nigga half-way killa ya homie, it hurtsNow we can hit the club and get it crunkedOr you could start some shit, and I could hit you withthe pump, you can have it how you wantBut I know you like my style (Uh-Huh)Ya like how I break it down, wanna get rich?I'll show you how, take this pack, pump these piecesThat's how we get down[Chorus]Better watch how you talkBetter watch where you walkOn the streets of New YorkThat's how we get down22's on the jeepSomthin' deep in the seatWhen we creep wit the heatThat's how we get down
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