50 Cent, G-Unit - Whoo Kid Freestyle lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent, G-Unit - Whoo Kid Freestyle lyrics]
Yo, this is 50 cent
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm here with my man Whoo Kid
You know how I put it down, nigga
It's not safe around here as
Soon as the street lights g-Unit, nigga
What? What? Nigga, yeah
Yeah, we in here, what's up, nigga?
50 Cent, nigga
We can't get money selling weed?
(We gon' sell coke)
Ain't no money selling coke?
(We gon' sell dope)
Ain't no money selling dope? (We gon' sell X)
And if niggas won't buy the X?
(Then we gon' sell tech's)
My advice for y'all niggas is stop frontin'
'Cause if 50 say "Pop something
" I'm gon pop something, what up?
Don't make me send a nigga to you
16 shot ruger
Send 12 shots to you, run four in the clip
Get in the whip, it's a wrap
Nah, fuck that
Man, you done hit the nigga
Twice in the head, that's that
Niggas running with the steel out
Now it's time to peel out
50, let me drive
I got this, nigga, chill out
And I ain't scared of niggas
I ain't scared of gettin' bagged
I'm just scared of the corner store
'cause it's full of them Arabs
They blowing the shit up like it's okay
I got a bomb on my waist, I'm Kamikaze
I dare D's to get next to me
Or a nigga to creep up and put a tec to me
Yeah, yeah that's–that's it, nigga
That's it, it's a freestyle
The fuck you want for free?
Fucking Arabs just ran the fucking
Planes into the building
The fuckin' price went up 10
Grand this fucking week
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm here with my man Whoo Kid
You know how I put it down, nigga
It's not safe around here as
Soon as the street lights g-Unit, nigga
What? What? Nigga, yeah
Yeah, we in here, what's up, nigga?
50 Cent, nigga
We can't get money selling weed?
(We gon' sell coke)
Ain't no money selling coke?
(We gon' sell dope)
Ain't no money selling dope? (We gon' sell X)
And if niggas won't buy the X?
(Then we gon' sell tech's)
My advice for y'all niggas is stop frontin'
'Cause if 50 say "Pop something
" I'm gon pop something, what up?
Don't make me send a nigga to you
16 shot ruger
Send 12 shots to you, run four in the clip
Get in the whip, it's a wrap
Nah, fuck that
Man, you done hit the nigga
Twice in the head, that's that
Niggas running with the steel out
Now it's time to peel out
50, let me drive
I got this, nigga, chill out
And I ain't scared of niggas
I ain't scared of gettin' bagged
I'm just scared of the corner store
'cause it's full of them Arabs
They blowing the shit up like it's okay
I got a bomb on my waist, I'm Kamikaze
I dare D's to get next to me
Or a nigga to creep up and put a tec to me
Yeah, yeah that's–that's it, nigga
That's it, it's a freestyle
The fuck you want for free?
Fucking Arabs just ran the fucking
Planes into the building
The fuckin' price went up 10
Grand this fucking week