50 Cent, Nature - Get On The Floor lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent, Nature - Get On The Floor lyrics]
If I ever go broke, I'ma kick in your door
Waving the four
Screaming "Get the fuck on the floor
And gimme the raw!"
Listen, killing rap niggas wasn't
Part of the plan
It's the way these niggas talk man
They forcing my hand
I'm the same over beats
As I am on the streets
If I have to, I'll kill a motherfucker to eat
I got gats, clips, chips, whips
Bricks to flip, and a flow that's sick
My rhyming time is precise like
I'm doing the heist, i'm nice
Get out of line and you'll
Get sacrificed like Christ
Look at these fake playa niggas
Fronting like they macking
Drop the "m" off of macking
Then you have it they acting
In Queens we got lil'
Niggas running around packing
Not little guns, this shit is bigger than Pun
Let me find out you thinking
About thumping with me
The pussy club on your nine
Won't rump with me
Now that Martin Luther King know
His time was short, being pro-black
Turn the other cheek, nigga hold that
It's gain my niggas respect, it's V-IO-
L-E-N-C-E is what I be when I see my foes
It's automatic, anytime, anywhere
Grizzly bears
Shots going off, kids get scared
I go from Queensbridge to park
Slow across the world
Leaving trails of hoes that
Got they heart broke
I puff the dark smoke, usually
Mix it with greens, look what it do to me:
Have me fucked up before puberty
If I had one wish and the shit'll come true
A nigga live to be a hundred and two
All I need is a two pay, call it a new day
Immigrant prostitutes like "papa how
Much you pay?" got to lose weight
Niggas say I'm way too big
Bad habit's, call a shop, and
Stay way too jigg, motherfucker
Waving the four
Screaming "Get the fuck on the floor
And gimme the raw!"
Listen, killing rap niggas wasn't
Part of the plan
It's the way these niggas talk man
They forcing my hand
I'm the same over beats
As I am on the streets
If I have to, I'll kill a motherfucker to eat
I got gats, clips, chips, whips
Bricks to flip, and a flow that's sick
My rhyming time is precise like
I'm doing the heist, i'm nice
Get out of line and you'll
Get sacrificed like Christ
Look at these fake playa niggas
Fronting like they macking
Drop the "m" off of macking
Then you have it they acting
In Queens we got lil'
Niggas running around packing
Not little guns, this shit is bigger than Pun
Let me find out you thinking
About thumping with me
The pussy club on your nine
Won't rump with me
Now that Martin Luther King know
His time was short, being pro-black
Turn the other cheek, nigga hold that
It's gain my niggas respect, it's V-IO-
L-E-N-C-E is what I be when I see my foes
It's automatic, anytime, anywhere
Grizzly bears
Shots going off, kids get scared
I go from Queensbridge to park
Slow across the world
Leaving trails of hoes that
Got they heart broke
I puff the dark smoke, usually
Mix it with greens, look what it do to me:
Have me fucked up before puberty
If I had one wish and the shit'll come true
A nigga live to be a hundred and two
All I need is a two pay, call it a new day
Immigrant prostitutes like "papa how
Much you pay?" got to lose weight
Niggas say I'm way too big
Bad habit's, call a shop, and
Stay way too jigg, motherfucker