①Wanksta Whooo Yeah It's 50 aka Ferrari F-50 Break it down I got a lot of living to do before I die And I ain't got time to waste Let's make it You said you were a gangsta but you never pop nothin' We said you were a Wanksta and you need to stop frontin' You ain't a friend of mine, You ain't no kin of mine, What makes you think that I'ma run up on you with the nine We do this all the time, right now we on the grind So hurry up and copy go selling nicks and dimes Shorty she's so fine, I gotta make her mine A ass like that gotta be one of a kind I crush 'em everytime, punch 'em with every line I'm fucking with they mind I make them press rewind They know they can't shine if I'm around the rhyme Been on parole since 94 cuz I commit the crime I send you my line, I did it three to nine If d's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes You said you were a gangsta But you neva pop nothin' We said you were a wanksta And you need to stop frontin' You go to the dealership But you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' a long time And you ain't got nothin' Damn homie ②If I can't If I can't do well, homey, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta Now Peter Piper picked peppers and dont rock rhymes I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines Tell niggaz, "Get they money right," cuz I got mine And I'm around ...
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