50 Cent - Misdemeanor lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - Misdemeanor lyrics]
From NY to Compton real respect real
One hand on the wheel, one hand on the steel
Roll that, pass that, cock that, blast that
Flip that, flash that
I'm always where the cash at
That's why I'm in a nigga crib
Screaming where the stash at
Nigga come up with the chips and get hit
This is that beretta bounce
That full clip sound
That six shot revolver dance, now spin around
Anyday gunplay, friday, monday
Strawberry sunday 'll light up your Hyundai
Your hoopty hit up, you ain't dead get up
Nigga, one to the git-ut
'll hurt more than your sit ups
It's nasty it's foul right
This is what my style like
Bang Bang, G-Unit's the gang, man
I reload and unload, I explode
On the track I'm more addicting than crack
Better yet to smack
I'll take you higher and higher 50 is fire
Word to Maniyah this is just the beginning
I'm not done winning
Pray the lord keep me from sinning
The shit that I been in
Got me ready to squeeze and breeze
Fuck the d's
Niggas spit bars, but they not like these
This is that porsche carrera
Ferrari F-50 flow
The type shit that bring flocks of hoes
Can you feel it, I make you feel it
I'll have the hood in a
Frenzie on some real shit
You rocking with the don dada
The blood clot charters follow orders
They treat me like I walk on water
I'm the tapdance king when I
Come to the bricks
I get to steppin in the name of love and shit
Trust me, this is not what they expected
The kid back around to wreck shit
Niggas reline em, the wolves 'll find em
The jewels 'll blind em
The unit be shining like
No other motherfucker
It's dirty
Ya know we couldn't find an instrumental
So we still had to do
What we had to do, you know it's 50 nigga
Ya supposed to like it if
I say you supposed to like it
Yayo, it's filthy round here man
It smells like prostitution
HAHAHA, I'ts going down man
All my block niggas, my far rock niggas
My Southside niggas, Supton, Linden, Bazeley
40 projects
Every projects You know how we do it man
HAHAHA, there's nobody better
Niggas know that come on man
I rap 'til the motherfuckin' beat gone man
Niggas is smoking if they think
They can fuck with me
One hand on the wheel, one hand on the steel
Roll that, pass that, cock that, blast that
Flip that, flash that
I'm always where the cash at
That's why I'm in a nigga crib
Screaming where the stash at
Nigga come up with the chips and get hit
This is that beretta bounce
That full clip sound
That six shot revolver dance, now spin around
Anyday gunplay, friday, monday
Strawberry sunday 'll light up your Hyundai
Your hoopty hit up, you ain't dead get up
Nigga, one to the git-ut
'll hurt more than your sit ups
It's nasty it's foul right
This is what my style like
Bang Bang, G-Unit's the gang, man
I reload and unload, I explode
On the track I'm more addicting than crack
Better yet to smack
I'll take you higher and higher 50 is fire
Word to Maniyah this is just the beginning
I'm not done winning
Pray the lord keep me from sinning
The shit that I been in
Got me ready to squeeze and breeze
Fuck the d's
Niggas spit bars, but they not like these
This is that porsche carrera
Ferrari F-50 flow
The type shit that bring flocks of hoes
Can you feel it, I make you feel it
I'll have the hood in a
Frenzie on some real shit
You rocking with the don dada
The blood clot charters follow orders
They treat me like I walk on water
I'm the tapdance king when I
Come to the bricks
I get to steppin in the name of love and shit
Trust me, this is not what they expected
The kid back around to wreck shit
Niggas reline em, the wolves 'll find em
The jewels 'll blind em
The unit be shining like
No other motherfucker
It's dirty
Ya know we couldn't find an instrumental
So we still had to do
What we had to do, you know it's 50 nigga
Ya supposed to like it if
I say you supposed to like it
Yayo, it's filthy round here man
It smells like prostitution
HAHAHA, I'ts going down man
All my block niggas, my far rock niggas
My Southside niggas, Supton, Linden, Bazeley
40 projects
Every projects You know how we do it man
HAHAHA, there's nobody better
Niggas know that come on man
I rap 'til the motherfuckin' beat gone man
Niggas is smoking if they think
They can fuck with me