Come And Get Me Lyrics - Shock Value - Timbaland

[BEAN BOY] 

Uh, nigga, your time is up, I ain't come to kid you 

I knew you niggas was dumb, but how dumb is you 

Thinkin' you can see the King when you unofficial? 

You don't wanna go to war 'cause I'll launch these missiles 

I'm a ride or die nigga, I be tearin' shit up 

We ain't like them other fools who don't compare to us 

All the hoes love a nigga, they be backing it up 

But me? I love money. I be stacking it up 

When my bandwagon pull up, they hop on board 

They hop right on mine and hop right off yours 

I get respect, homie, all across the board 

I get a quarter-mil a track without an award 

Ever wanna test a nigga, then come see me 

In the street, I hold my ground like I'm concrete 

I know shit ain't sweet so when shit get deep 

I'm rich, I can pay to have you six feet deep, nigga 

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I give it to whoever want it 

If you want it, come see me 

You know where I'm at if you want it 

If you want it, come get me 

I give it to whoever want it 

If you want it, come see me 

You know where I'm at if you want it 

If you want it, come get me 

[50 Cent] 

Yeah Nigga, you violate. I regulate, rat-tat-tat-tat 

Bigger shells they fit in that Banana Clip Tech 

Run and a bullseye form on your back 

It's hard to miss wit' a full clip in the Mac 

I got ammo, ammo, I unload, reload 

Cut a nigga quick. Yeah, my knife game lethal 

That tough guy shit, nigga that's what I see through 

You like a 3-course-meal, muthafucker, I eat you 

You food and I'm in the mood, so front I let the hammer fly 

Nigga, you can duck, run for cover, or die 

Your choice, you choose 

I pop, you move, like you in shock you been shot 

Nigga, your blood on the street, you up Shit's Creek 

You can hardly speak, startin' to get weak, your eyes close 

Your life flash, your heart slow, your heart stop 

Your ass dead, you fucked, kid 

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I give it to whoever want it 

If you want it, come see me 

You know where I'm at if you want it 

If you want it, come get me 

I give it to whoever want it 

If you want it, come see me 

You know where I'm at if you want it 

If you want it, come get me 

[Tony Yayo] 

I'm like Nicholas Cage, Yay' is the Ghost Rider 

P89, yeah, I let my toast slide, Costa Rica to Brazil 

I got my hoes in the leer, why your bitch bald-headed 

Like Britney Spears, I'm in the Projects, gettin' dope and piff money 

Two more flips, that's Anna Nicole Smith money, fuck a G4 

I'm in a G500, G450, G550, that's airplane talk 

I'm the aviator man, baby AR shoot your baby out your hands 

Spaghetti and corn bread, mix got me blunted, 

There's no talk abouts. she don't fuck on an empty stomach 

Buy out the mall, then hug the block, hundred thou wood grain 

In a Phantom Drop, then I cruise in the club 

Got my Ruge in the club, pay a bouncer a buck 

Now my You's in the club, yeah nigga 

I give it to whoever want it 

If you want it, come see me 

You know where I'm at if you want it 

If you want it, come get me 

I give it to whoever want it 

If you want it, come see me 

You know where I'm at if you want it 

If you want it, come get me.