50 Cent - I'm Supposed to Die Tonight lyrics

Ah ha man! Ayy you know where
Them niggas be at right? Take me to 'em

All through the hood I
Keep hearin' niggas sayin'
(Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
I'm supposed to die tonight
Niggas done put a hit out and
They talkin' like this shit okay
(Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
I'm gonna ride tonight
We rollin', whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm gonna ride tonight we smokin'
(Uh, huh) , straight loc'n, lockin' loadin'
Somebody gon' die tonight

This is not new
I been in this position before
Grandma crib, niggas outside of her door
Different day, same shit, old MAC, new clip
32 hollow-tips, gloves, no rubber grip
I'm a boss, but niggas never show no respect
I catch 'em slippin'
I'll have 'em tongue-kissin' my TEC
Go on, come, test me, pussy boy, don't try it
Police response never fast enough
To shots fired don't be stupid
Find out who you fuckin' with son
'Fore we find out where yo bitch
Get her hair and nails done
It's elementary, life is but a dream
You know row, row your boat
Your blood forms a stream after you get hit
You shoulda thought about the shit
You took that paper you take a life
Or yo life get took bitch
Sometimes I sit and look at
Life from a different angle
Don't know if I'm God's child
Or I'm Satan's angel

All through the hood I
Keep hearin' niggas sayin'
(Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
I'm supposed to die tonight
Niggas done put a hit out and
They talkin' like this shit okay
(Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
I'm gonna ride tonight
We rollin', whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm gonna ride tonight
We smokin', straight loc'n, lockin' loadin'
Somebody gon' die tonight

In 2002, if you asked me to make a wish
I simply woulda wished that my
Music would be a hit big said, "Damn
Niggas wanna stick me for my paper
And pray for my downfall
" I understand it all
But me, I'm a little more flashy a nigga
So chances are, I'ma have to blast me a nigga
I'm on that Kevlar vest shit
That Wild Wild West shit
There's 81 one karat stones in my necklace
I shine so hard
I make motherfuckers wan' kill me
Every projects in every hood I go
They feel me know it sounds like rap
But this shit is real B
I don't talk that rich shit
But nigga I'm filthy
When I come out to play
And my mob ain't with me
You can bet your bottom dollar
That revolver with me
Homeboy, frontin' on me'll
Shorten your lifespan
Hold the mic with my left
My knife in my right hand yeah!

All through the hood I
Keep hearin' niggas sayin'
(Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
I'm supposed to die tonight
Niggas done put a hit out and
They talkin' like this shit okay
(Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
I'm gonna ride tonight
We rollin', whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm gonna ride tonight
We smokin', straight loc'n, lockin' loadin'
Somebody gon' die tonight