50 Cent - Crime Wave lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - Crime Wave lyrics]
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
When the strap out, you know what that 'bout
We do it my way, cause a crime wave
Woah – wave – woah – wave
I wave the heat to eat
Waive my right to speak
Plead the fifth y'all
Don’t tell 'em shit y'all
Woah – wave – woah – wave
I'm not telling you to shoot somebody
But if somebody try to shoot you, shoot 'em
Don't waste time, little nigga, just do it
Any nigga out of order must be serviced
See now, now you hesitating, boy
You making me nervous
The Feds know I clap heat
Felonies on my rap sheet
Front on me, try to run from
Me, hollows heat up your back, b
Pistol pop, copper top, burn, baby, burn
Revolver spin again and again
And niggas never learn
Got a itchy itchy itchy itchy trigger finger
Nigga so if you hit me and you get me
I'll be back to get ya
Man I might bring the homies
In that's if it's necessary
See, you might not be worried
But I think you should worry
Them bullets come in flurries
Next thing you know, you're buried
Yeah, I do away with nine niggas in nine days
My nine sprays when shit don't go my way
Hold it sideways, fuck around
Cause a crime wave
When the strap out, you know what that 'bout
We do it my way, cause a crime wave
Woah – wave – woah – wave
I wave the heat to eat
Waive my right to speak
Plead the fifth y'all
Don’t tell 'em shit y'all
Woah – wave – woah – wave
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I talk about my arsenal
I rap about my infantry
Them crackers they be scared of
Me, the hood man, they into me
Yeah, I'm #1 on Forbes
Yeah, they can't fuck with your boy
Tax time is crack time, I flip that
Get that back
Louie V nap sack filled up with G-stacks
I'm sick in the head, me
I'm all 'bout the bread
Go 'head fuck with the kid
See it's just what I said
See the stash, I'm making double
Making kilos bubble gem star, boy
I cut you til' your ma don't know you
See, when we play
Them warriors come out to play
You wanna play? Get your ass laid out today
See, I'm back on the shit I was on before
So if a nigga try to stunt
We gon' take 'em to war
When the strap out, you know what that 'bout
We do it my way, cause a crime wave
Woah – wave – woah – wave
I wave the heat to eat
Waive my right to speak
Plead the fifth y'all
Don’t tell 'em shit y'all
Woah – wave – woah – wave
Man, I be on some other shit
These niggas can't fuck with me
Yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The homie said he fuck with me
I have him hit you up for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When the strap out, you know what that 'bout
We do it my way, cause a crime wave
Woah – wave – woah – wave
I wave the heat to eat
Waive my right to speak
Plead the fifth y'all
Don’t tell 'em shit y'all
Woah – wave – woah – wave
I'm not telling you to shoot somebody
But if somebody try to shoot you, shoot 'em
Don't waste time, little nigga, just do it
Any nigga out of order must be serviced
See now, now you hesitating, boy
You making me nervous
The Feds know I clap heat
Felonies on my rap sheet
Front on me, try to run from
Me, hollows heat up your back, b
Pistol pop, copper top, burn, baby, burn
Revolver spin again and again
And niggas never learn
Got a itchy itchy itchy itchy trigger finger
Nigga so if you hit me and you get me
I'll be back to get ya
Man I might bring the homies
In that's if it's necessary
See, you might not be worried
But I think you should worry
Them bullets come in flurries
Next thing you know, you're buried
Yeah, I do away with nine niggas in nine days
My nine sprays when shit don't go my way
Hold it sideways, fuck around
Cause a crime wave
When the strap out, you know what that 'bout
We do it my way, cause a crime wave
Woah – wave – woah – wave
I wave the heat to eat
Waive my right to speak
Plead the fifth y'all
Don’t tell 'em shit y'all
Woah – wave – woah – wave
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I talk about my arsenal
I rap about my infantry
Them crackers they be scared of
Me, the hood man, they into me
Yeah, I'm #1 on Forbes
Yeah, they can't fuck with your boy
Tax time is crack time, I flip that
Get that back
Louie V nap sack filled up with G-stacks
I'm sick in the head, me
I'm all 'bout the bread
Go 'head fuck with the kid
See it's just what I said
See the stash, I'm making double
Making kilos bubble gem star, boy
I cut you til' your ma don't know you
See, when we play
Them warriors come out to play
You wanna play? Get your ass laid out today
See, I'm back on the shit I was on before
So if a nigga try to stunt
We gon' take 'em to war
When the strap out, you know what that 'bout
We do it my way, cause a crime wave
Woah – wave – woah – wave
I wave the heat to eat
Waive my right to speak
Plead the fifth y'all
Don’t tell 'em shit y'all
Woah – wave – woah – wave
Man, I be on some other shit
These niggas can't fuck with me
Yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The homie said he fuck with me
I have him hit you up for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah