50 Cent - Non Stop (Street King Energy Track #4) lyrics

Now I don't get along with
These niggas anyway man i wish a nigga

You niggas won't believe I got
The shooters to your shot
You think you're built for bumpin' heads
With me well nigga you're not
This'll be the last time I
Try to fucking warn you
Next time your ass out of line
Bitch I'm on you nigga that security you got
Ain't getting paid
Enough to take some bullets or that 6 6 blade
You fucking hesitate you gonna need first aid
My blade'll turn a line man
Into a feather weight
Who me? I wanna warn you motherfuckers
Ain't seen nothing like me
Still looking for a juxs and my wrist so icy
I tell the homies these niggas is full
Eat 'em they coming out the awards
Wearing their good clothes, need 'em
Take it off, tell that sucker "take it off"
They ain't come up how we came up
Man they niggas so soft
Half man half dog man my niggas sense fear
Brought 'em here in a Lear
To take your Audemere

Nigga round the clock non stop
Niggas is hungry on my block
I'm from south side nigga
Where the gangstas play
Make one false move and you're blown away
I make it so hot nigga my Glock
Seventeen clip filled up with nine shots
I'm from south side nigga
Where the gangstas play
Make one false move and get blown away

Don't get coffee with me pussy
I told you before
It's outlaw, lawless I fuck you up regardless
Niggas say they be work in I
Wanna see what they saying
Put that work in without a
Mans, bring me that nigga, chain him
ATL BET we can AR in the park
Make the parking lot sound like an Iraq war
Feel the mood change when I
Step through the door
Go head make me fuck you up
That's what we came here for
Gem star, carve you up nice
Have so much fun I wanna do it twice
That's my bitch on the pole
You tipping she's stripping
I'm known for tripping
I just slapped the clip in
599 Ferrari state dipping
Cash getting, brick flipping
Straight clip in, good ghetto living
Big better vision
Bigger plans for a bigger bed to get in

Nigga round the clock non stop
Niggas is hungry on my block
I'm from south side nigga
Where the gangstas play
Make one false move and you're blown away
I make it so hot nigga my Glock
Seventeen clip filled up with nine shots
I'm from south side nigga
Where the gangstas play
Make one false move and get blown away

Yeah, ya'll see me laying low
I got so much shit to say i'm a play
We gonna spar from now to the fight
You understand how this goes down right?
You seen this movie before, this a rerun
'Fore what we call it? We call
It Get Rich Or Die Trying
Huh, did 12 million that time
Nah nah nah, we call it the massacre
We did 10 million that time
What we gonna call it? Huh