Cutmaster C Shit Lyrics - G-unit

New York City 

(New York City) 

You are now rackin' with 50 Cent 

(With 50 Cent) 

Are you ready? 

(Are you ready?) 

I said are you ready? 

(Are you ready?) 

See you with me nigga? 

(With me nigga) 

Drop that 

(Drop that) 

Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop 

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G-Unit, somethin' new, somethin' new 

I'm not that nigga, in your video 

I'm not a trick, I don't love the hoes 

And niggas know I be on the low 

But I miss my dough and I twist my dro 

I'm not that nigga that you think you know 

I walk around with a big four four 

You front on me, I'm gonna get at you dog 

I be right at your crib, waitin' at your door 

(What up, bitches?) 

Comin' up I ain't had much, I wanted a lot 

I had paper for a hooptie but I wanted a drop 

So you know, I had to make somethin' out of nothin' 

(Yeah) 

Like turn an empty spot into a crack spot pumpin' 

Also hard at 19, I bought a Benz I did 

The older niggas really wasn't feelin' the kid 

Tried to find out where I lived so they could run in my crib 

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But you can't hustle a hustler, I peeped in a sled 

Back then niggas yousta call me boo 

In 6 months, I sold a million gold tops on got brew 

Country came around, ease it and clappin' then 

Country left, strange shit started happenin' 

Like C shot Ra for some ends, Ra shot Dro for some chins 

Cory shot Drew and we was friends, money turns boys into men 

The cycle never changes, shit just starts again 

Nah nigga, ain't nothin' change, nigga 

Yeah, I've been gone for a minute but I'm back 

Damn 50 good to see you back in the hood 

You see my cherry red SL, nigga I'm doin' good 

Sometime I can't find the words to say how I feel 

So I take a quote from Menace, 'Look at the wheels' 

I'm addicted to stuntin', now that I'm holdin' somethin' 

I got a trunk full of guns from VA today 

(Oh yeah, let me hold somethin') 

Nigga, you high or somethin', I don't play games 

I'm about my money, nigga buy somethin' 

I got a few fifths, I got a few nines 

Here nigga, take one, catch it took and bring me mine 

Yeah, don't ever say I don't do nothin' for you, nigga 

You know, uh, don't say I don't look out for ya 

Ya, know what I mean but make sure you nigga 

You go catch some jokes 

And you come back, nigga have 'em 

And have my paper for that thang thang 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

Say I don't want it back, nigga don't try to use it 

And don't get it back for me, nigga and no shit like that 

In fact, I can see y'all niggas now 

Run around sayin', 50 gettin' all this rap money 

And he won't help us, sit tight nigga I'm comin' 

You know, new shit 

All this shit I put out on the mixtapes 

Is for the mixtapes, I got a million, oh, my God 

My shit is so hot right now, I'm in a zone