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50 Shots Ya
[50 Cent]That´s the sound of the man, cockin´ that thang - that thaaaangThat´s the sound of the man, clappin´ that thang - thaaangYo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot yaSee the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin´, I got yaSay a prayer for me if you care for me cuz I´m on the edgeI´m finna put a shell in a nigga headI rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme on itThe fifth got a rubber grip and a beam on itHomie that took the hit on me couldn´t shoot thisSay I´m skinny now, but I look big in the coupe-deeMy cuzin Uzi out in L.A. done tripped and do the sets againGot shot the fuck up tryin´ to rob the wrong MexicansI write my lifestyle, y´all niggas is cheatersYour lines come from feds, felons and don divaOh you the black hand of death, then why your name ain´t preacherIf you a pimp like kid, why them hoes don´t treat yaIf you wanna ball like Kirk, now shorty let me teach yaThis flow´s God sent, it´s bound to reach ya[Hook]Problem child, I´m familiar with problemsI know how to solve emSemi-automatic, luger tray, revolve emShoot em up, rob emIn the hood we starvin, you don´t want problemsProblem child[Bridge] [Singing]And why can´t you be man enoughTo tell me where you´re comin´ from[50 Cent]They say you can never repay the price for takin´ a man´s lifeI´m in debt with Christ, I done did that twiceI´m nice, y´all niggas can´t hang wit fifty+Blaaat+, y´all niggas can´t bang wit fiftySay I´m born to rhyme, there´s a shell and a nineFace stone and the cross, there´s a bitch I tossedSee the wounds in my skin they from a war of courseYou can check C-N-N for the "War Report"See the drama got me ridin´ with a sawed-off shottieCatch you at the light, I blow ya ass off the DucatiMan, niggas ain´t gon´ do me like Sammy did GottiI do it myself, I don´t need no helpGive me a knife, I´ll get rid of your neighborhood bullyGive me a minute, I´ll take a fuckin´ car with a pullySee the hood is the deepest stole my innocence youngNiggas jumped me cuz they couldn´t beat me one-on-one[Hook][Bridge][50 Cent]I must´ve broke a mirror at three and had bad luck for sevenCuz pops slid, mommy died before I turned elevenThis cities split ´posed to let black cats cross your pathThe footprints in the sand is Satan carryin´ your assI got "God Understand Me" tattooed in my skinWhen I die, come back, I´ma tattoo it againI´m the young buck that let the gun buckRoll the window down and say: "´Sup up, niggas get ready to duck"My heart is a house homie, fear don´t live hereNigga believe me when I say I don´t careMuslims mix a lot, God studied they lessonsEven when my luck´s hard I still count my blessingsSee that look in my eye, ya betta keep on steppin´Spent time on my cell floor, to sharpen my weaponIf you pussy I´ma smell you when you come around hereThem boys in Pelican Bay couldn´t live in my tier[Hook]
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