Uncle Murda, 50 Cent - Statute Of Limitations lyrics

Oh yeah, this the Lanny Grant Story nigga
Oh, if you a real nigga, you need
To roll up some' to this, nigga
Drink some Hennessey, nigga
See one of your man just locked up somebody
Nigga are we on real nigga time, nigga?
(Whoa)

We done killed a few live niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn't for that statute of
Limitation, I'd say them niggas names, nigga
My niggas like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
They would throw yo' black ass
Right in the feds

Fuck them niggas be killed
They supposed to be dead (Fuck 'em)
It was them or us, so we them in the head
Fuck being broke, we supposed to get bread
You know what I do
If I get caught I'ma go to the feds
You think I give a fuck about a rap nigga?
Being mad 'cause I dissed 'em
On a track nigga from where if he ain't from
'round here, get him gat, nigga
Don't call me to get it back nigga
Like Sean Kingston
You ain't gonna get it back nigga
We ain't doin' it here how
Meech was doin' it, but we doin' it (BMF)
We don't pull out guns unless we shootin' it
(Bang Bang) shoot to kill no play shit
Broke Mac don't spray right
When we spray shit
Kids outside, broad day shit
Only ones dying
Thats the niggas we came to hit

We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn't for that statute of
Limitation, I'd say them niggas names, nigga
My niggas like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
They would throw yo' black ass
Right in the feds

Niggas said they with this shit
Don't know what this shit about
Dope boy in a drought, aye nigga
Go a different route
Like them gold fronts, nigga, spit 'em out
You gon’ make me hit you right
Here in this Waffle House
Fear is a option, danger is real go ahead
Play tough guy and get your ass killed
Niggas was talking 'bout Boo Boo
Sayin' "My man dropped him"
The party was jumpin' when I pop them
Next day
Niggas was talkin' with a different tone
(shit)
Why niggas ain't telling I get my name known
Fuck you thought
When a nigga got a bone to pick
Hit ya with that hollowtip
Better corner cheap
I'm a hustler my nigga, I get to the bread
I don't know none 'bout no nigga
Been shot in the head
Niggas sayin' I hit him
That's not what I did do me a solid
Say that if you talk to the feds

We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn't for that statute of
Limitation, I'd say them niggas names, nigga
My niggas like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
They would throw yo' black ass
Right in the feds

God don't care 'bout them niggas
We kill, they in hell, nigga
But police want throw us in the jail, nigga
Mad 'cause nobody won't tell, nigga
No witnesses, no fingerprints on the shells
Nigga (haha)
So they lock us up with no bail, nigga
Barely write letters, they reading
Through niggas mail, nigga
My man like, "What the fuck is you doin'
In the studio writin' song
About niggas we shootin'
Can't make this up, it's 3 in the morning B
My man stopped my engenieer from recordin' me
"Fuck what they think they know
They can't prove shit"
He like: "I hear you my nigga
But this ain't how we do shit"
I know he right, but I don't want to hear it
I'm spittin' in police face and
I'm hopin' they're hearin'
Black lives matter, I've done took that nigga
Before I said a nigga name
Bring the hook back, nigga

We done killed a few lives niggas
A whole bunch of lame niggas
If it wasn't for that statute of
Limitation, I'd say them niggas names, nigga
My niggas like you crazy (I know)
You talkin' real crazy
Don't let that rap shit go to your head
They would throw yo' black ass
Right in the feds