50 Cent - Freestyle (Takin’ It To The Streets) lyrics

Yeah word to BIG man
You niggas have some audacity
Sell four mil' then you're half of me
Get off my dick on this shit
I know y'all niggas copying my style

They stay at home all alone in
The zone off of 50 shit that gangsta music
That makes 'em wanna grab the chrome
And just roam on they own
Then do it how the gangstas do it, aye

You niggas want problems you're welcome
Frank's not around anymore, New York's mine
Blood set, Crip set, gangsta respect
I give niggas the green light
Ya get ya whole crew wet
You've been rappin' a long time
You ain't got chips yet
You had that ounce a whole week
Nigga you ain't flip bricks
Before I leave the crib I make
For sure I don't forget shit
Mac, check, clip, check, vest, check
I'm ready to roll it's no contest
I'm the coldest from the East
Niggas mad I'm doin' good so I
Wake up to new beef niggas sayin': "yeah
I know 50 back when his name was Boo"
"When he used to pump rock on that roof
Before he blew"
Then when they come through sayin' what's up
I'm like: "who are you?"
We ain't never made no money
Together then we ain't cool
Cocaine, baking soda
Pot full of boiling water
Teach ya how to cook crack, nigga
How ya like that? Turn a buck into a stack
Man I mean a G stack
Just took you from three-and-a
Half to fourteen, you peep that shit
Deep shit, keep shit on the low nigga
We roll shit, smoke shit, pass the dro nigga

They stay at home all alone in
The zone off of 50 shit
That gangsta music, aye
That makes 'em wanna grab the chrome
And just roam on they own
Then do it how the gangstas do it, aye

Yeah man, keep it real gangsta like
You know what I'm sayin'
November Fourth, G-Unit album in stores
November Fourth, G-Unit sneakers in stores
It's goin' down like that you
Know what I'm sayin'
Silverback guerillas in the
Concrete jungle baby you gotta love it