I Dont Need Em Lyrics - 50 Cent

[Intro] 

Yeah 

It is what it is man 

Uh huh 

[Verse 1] 

Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the crime scene taped off 

It started off a robbery, they blew half his face off 

They seen him shinin', course full of diamonds he bought 

Grindin', his foot slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin' 

The D's came through, asked the niggas if they knew what happened 

Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin' 

Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me 

They put me in a line up last time and they arrested me 

When it come to cookin' coke, they know I got the recipe 

I turn a quarter to a half, thats why they mess with me 

I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks 

A little weed, a little X, a little H, a little crack 

Figure, I push it to the limit, take this shit to the max 

Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat 

Calm, in my palm, fully loaded fire arm 

First to let off, last to run, everytime its on 

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[Chorus] 

I tell niggas to suck my dick 

Get the fuck out my face 

Cause I don't need 'em 

Cause they're never around 

When I'm down 

Shot and I'm bleedin' 

[50 Cent] 

What, niggas yeah 

Is there a mothafuckin' problem nigga 

Oh yeah 

That's what I thought so, pussy 

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[Verse 2] 

niggas be talkin' about me, they always callin' me crazy 

Fuck them O.G. niggas, they stuck in the eighties 

Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', now you know thats a lie 

nigga you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly 

I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my mind 

Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime 

When I say move, nigga move or get caught in the cross fire 

Up a fence runnin, cut my fuckin' hand on a barb wire 

Shits crazy, just a different day, its the same shit 

Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole fuckin' brain split 

They sit, they see me in the Ashton Martin 

What's the matter, they can't get that Hoopty started 

Thought they was grindin', well goddamn where that money at 

Thought you was fucked, cause you was lettin' paper stack 

You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, you's a busta 

I don't trust ya, I shoulda sent niggas to touch ya 

[Chorus] 

I tell niggas to suck my dick 

Get the fuck out my face 

Cause I don't need 'em 

Cause they're never around 

When I'm down 

Shot and I'm bleedin' 

[Outro] 

What? 

Who said they gonna do somethin' to me 

You must be out your rabbid ass mind 

Fuck around and kill one of these niggas