50 Shot Ya Lyrics - Singles - Dj Kayslay

Yo, yo, yo 

What the fuck poppin' man 

This the Drama King man 

Yo who there, who dat, who there man? 

(Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent nigga) 

Muthafucka (What's up man) 

Uh, Harlem to Queens muthafuckas 

(Heh, What's up nigga) 

And I'll smack the fuckin' shit out your favorite DJ man 

Y'all know what the fuck it is man (Yeah, yeah) 

(And, and say somethin ya bitch-ass nigga) 

Yeah, street justice muthafucka 

(Yeah, go ahead, say something) 

Yo, yo, check it out fifty 

You handle the bitch-ass rap niggas 

I'mma handle the bitch-ass DJ niggas 

(Alright, alright) 

We gon' bring justice to the game 

(That's how we gon' put it down) 

Straight muthafuckas 

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That's the sound of the man, cockin' that thang - that thaaaang 

That's the sound of the man, clappin' that thang - thaaang 

Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya 

See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin', I got ya 

Say a prayer for me if you care for me cuz I'm on the edge 

I'm finna put a shell in a nigga head 

I rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme on it 

The fifth got a rubber grip and a beam on it 

Homie that took the hit on me couldn't shoot 

They say I'm skinny now, but I look big in a coupe 

My cousin Uzi out in L.A. done tripped and do the sets again 

Got shot the fuck up tryin' to rob the wrong Mexicans 

I write my lifestyle, y'all niggas is cheaters 

Your lines come from feds, felons and don diva 

Oh you the black hand of death, then why your name ain't preacher 

If you a pimp like Ken why them hoes don't treat ya? 

If you wanna ball like Kirk, now shorty let me teach ya 

This flow's God sent, it's bound to reach ya 

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Problem child, I'm familiar with problems 

I know how to solve em 

Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em 

Shoot em up, rob em 

In the hood we starvin, you don't want problems 

Problem child 

And why can't you be man enough 

To tell me where you're comin' from 

They say you can never repay the price for takin' a man's life 

I'm in debt with Christ, I done did that twice 

I'm nice, y'all niggas can't hang wit fifty 

+Blaaat+, y'all niggas can't bang wit fifty 

For every bar in the rhyme, there's a shell and a nine 

For every stone in the cross, there's a bitch I tossed 

See the wounds in my skin they from a war of course 

You can check C-N-N for the "War Report" 

See the drama got me ridin' with a sawed-off shottie 

Catch you at the light, I blow ya ass off the Ducati 

Man, niggas ain't gon' do me like Sammy did Gotti 

I'll do it myself, I don't need no help 

Give me a knife, I'll get rid of your neighborhood bully 

Give me a minute, I'll take a fuckin' car with a pully 

See the hood is the deepest stole my innocence young 

Niggas jumped me cuz they couldn't beat me one-on-one 

I must've broke a mirror at three and had bad luck for seven 

Cuz pops slid, mommy died before I turned eleven 

This cities split 'posed to let black cats cross your path 

The footprints in the sand is Satan carryin' your ass 

I got "God Understand Me" tattooed in my skin 

When I die, come back, I'mma tattoo it again 

I'm the young buck that let the gun buck 

Roll the window down and say: "'Wassup", niggas get ready to duck 

My heart is a house homie, If you don't live here 

Nigga believe me when I say I don't care 

Muslims mix a lot, God studied they lessons 

Even when my luck's hard I still count my blessings 

See that look in my eye, ya betta keep on steppin' 

Spent time on my cell floor, to sharpen my weapon 

If you pussy I'mma smell you when you come around here 

Them boys in Pelican Bay couldn't live in my tier