50 Cent - Clue Shit! lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - Clue Shit! lyrics]
You know Clue man
I'm tryin' to holler at this
Bitch right and I'm like
Yeah, I told her I write music for a living
And she's like need I say yeah
My name is 50 Cent
And she said "oh you 50 Cent
You know I love your music
I listen to DJ Clue
I hear your music all the time"
And I'm like yeah, this bitch on my dick
I love this music shit, man, this
Shit is the shit right here, man
Hey yo, but I seen you
In that black Escalade, clue
And I seen your boy Skane
In that silver 745 boy
Man, ya'll playin' hardball
Like a motherfucker
See me I switch up hoopties cause
Niggas pay niggas to shoot me
You know how it is in the hood
Dead men don't hear no applause
Don't men don't go off on tours
Dead men don't accept no awards
50 that thought you was dead kid, kid
50, it's 50, it's 50, motherfucker
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back motherfucker
Niggas thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn't stop me
I "Hit 'Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me
I don't hesitate to pull out the Burna nigga
I stick my snub nose in shit
That don't concern a nigga
I'm the reason that Coupe, ain't got no top
I'm the reason that Rouger
Ain't got no shots and when I squeeze
I tend to keep on squeezin'
If your lucky, you can run
And keep on breathin' (yeah)
When my knife hit ya windpipe
And you start wheezin' (huh)
You put your hand over the hole
And it gonna stop the breathin' (woo)
I am what I am, and I ain't gonna change
My 5th clip loaded to the tip
I'll blow out ya brains
Trust me, I'm not what you used to homie
(grrr) you little faggot
I'll tell ya fuckin' boss to blow me
(uh huh) i'm puttin' pressure on you
You payin' the pump (yeah)
About to die like a man
But you live like a chump (uh huh)
I only walk wit a limp
When I walk wit a pump
I can't wait to see you scatter
When I pull out and dunk ya (TAKE THAT)
50, it's 50, it's 50, motherfucker (uh huh)
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back motherfucker
(I'm back) niggas thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn't stop me
I "Hit 'Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me
(do it up nigga)
50, it's 50, it's 50, motherfucker
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back motherfucker
(uh huh) niggas thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn't stop me
I "Hit 'Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me
This time, I'm gonna hit 'em harder
(harder, harder)
This time, I'm gonna hit 'em harder
(harder, harder)
50 Cent (50 Cent) , G-Unit (G-Unit)
DJ Clue (DJ Clue) , Early (Early)
(Yo I'm over here chillin' wit
My man 50 Cent, 50 Cent)
Damn (we both from Queens)
That's hot man, rewind that
(you know what I'm sayin')
(Hey, ya'll niggas cannot stop Queens, WOO)
I'm tryin' to holler at this
Bitch right and I'm like
Yeah, I told her I write music for a living
And she's like need I say yeah
My name is 50 Cent
And she said "oh you 50 Cent
You know I love your music
I listen to DJ Clue
I hear your music all the time"
And I'm like yeah, this bitch on my dick
I love this music shit, man, this
Shit is the shit right here, man
Hey yo, but I seen you
In that black Escalade, clue
And I seen your boy Skane
In that silver 745 boy
Man, ya'll playin' hardball
Like a motherfucker
See me I switch up hoopties cause
Niggas pay niggas to shoot me
You know how it is in the hood
Dead men don't hear no applause
Don't men don't go off on tours
Dead men don't accept no awards
50 that thought you was dead kid, kid
50, it's 50, it's 50, motherfucker
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back motherfucker
Niggas thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn't stop me
I "Hit 'Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me
I don't hesitate to pull out the Burna nigga
I stick my snub nose in shit
That don't concern a nigga
I'm the reason that Coupe, ain't got no top
I'm the reason that Rouger
Ain't got no shots and when I squeeze
I tend to keep on squeezin'
If your lucky, you can run
And keep on breathin' (yeah)
When my knife hit ya windpipe
And you start wheezin' (huh)
You put your hand over the hole
And it gonna stop the breathin' (woo)
I am what I am, and I ain't gonna change
My 5th clip loaded to the tip
I'll blow out ya brains
Trust me, I'm not what you used to homie
(grrr) you little faggot
I'll tell ya fuckin' boss to blow me
(uh huh) i'm puttin' pressure on you
You payin' the pump (yeah)
About to die like a man
But you live like a chump (uh huh)
I only walk wit a limp
When I walk wit a pump
I can't wait to see you scatter
When I pull out and dunk ya (TAKE THAT)
50, it's 50, it's 50, motherfucker (uh huh)
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back motherfucker
(I'm back) niggas thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn't stop me
I "Hit 'Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me
(do it up nigga)
50, it's 50, it's 50, motherfucker
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back motherfucker
(uh huh) niggas thought they got me
9, 9 shells couldn't stop me
I "Hit 'Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me
This time, I'm gonna hit 'em harder
(harder, harder)
This time, I'm gonna hit 'em harder
(harder, harder)
50 Cent (50 Cent) , G-Unit (G-Unit)
DJ Clue (DJ Clue) , Early (Early)
(Yo I'm over here chillin' wit
My man 50 Cent, 50 Cent)
Damn (we both from Queens)
That's hot man, rewind that
(you know what I'm sayin')
(Hey, ya'll niggas cannot stop Queens, WOO)