Dont even look at me wrong when I come through the 'hood Aint nothin' changed, still holla at my homies (Ohhhhhhhhh) And when I hit the block I still, will kill! And I dont want, nigga but I will If I got to, kill! If niggas get to fuckin' around
[Verse 1: 50 Cent] Yeah! Respect come from admiration or fear You can admire me or you can catch one in your wig You see the Testarossa, the toasters right on my lap So If a nigga get outta line, a nigga get clapped I got an arsenal of infiltry, Im built for this mentally Thats why Im the general, I do what they pretend to do Front on me now nigga I will be the end of you Forget ya enemies and think of what your friends'll do I drop a bag off, then let a mag off The Hecklar Koch should tear have of your ass off Im not for the games, Im not for all the playin' The hollow tips rain, when I unless the pain Get the message from my lines or get the message from the .9's Paint a picture with words, you can see when I shine Put my back on the wall nigga, watch me go for mine I let 21 shots off at the same time, yeah!
[Akon: Chorus] Dont even look at me wrong when I come through the 'hood Aint nothin' changed, still holla at my homies (Ohhhhhhhhh) And when I hit the block I still, will kill! And I dont want, nigga but I will If I got to, kill! If niggas get to fuckin' around If niggas get to fuckin' around...
[Verse 2: 50 Cent] Yeah! Where Im from death is always in the air homie Nanna love me so you know she say my prayers for me I got creepin' through the hood wearin' teflon Hit the corners mother fuckers get left on Niggas know If not they better check my background Try and stick me, Ill fill your back with mac rounds Ask Preme nigga 50 dont back down I kick it funky like fiends in a crack house Cross the line boy Ima air ya ass out Screw your face at me, I wanna know what thats 'bout Nigga I know you aint mad, I done came up And If you are, fuck you 'cause I aint changed up The O.G's wanna talk but I dont know these niggas And I aint did no business with 'em, I dont owe these niggas A minute of my time, get it 'cause I grind All across the globe like the worlds mine Yeah!
[Akon: Chorus] Dont even look at me wrong when I come through the 'hood Aint nothin' changed, still holla at my homies (Ohhhhhhhhh) And when I hit the block I still, will kill! And I dont want, nigga but I will If I got to, kill! If niggas get to fuckin' around If niggas get to fuckin' around...
[Verse 3: Akon] Konvict! Now tell me have you ever looked up in the distance And seen a mac aimin' at your head mayne Before you know it, life is flashin', reminiscin and your body is drippin' and full of lead mayne I done been there (Uh huh), I done cocked that (Uh huh), It aint ever been a question Im bout that Dont go there, you'll get cocked at, and if you plan to fuck around and rewrite that You'll never catch me ridin' around on these streets, with all the couple metal pieces under my feet Fully automatic weapons and know it was done deeds Smash up under the carpet like a Tennessy breeze, but 50 dont make me ride on these niggas (Hey) Cause I will kill, dip and hide on these niggas, 50 dont make me ride on these niggas Cause I been long gone like the ripper, soooo..
[Akon: Chorus] Dont even look at me wrong when I come through the 'hood Aint nothin' changed, still holla at my homies (Ohhhhhhhhh) And when I hit the block I still, will kill! And I dont want, nigga but I will If I got to, kill! If niggas get to fuckin' around If niggas get to fuckin' around...
Compositores: Carl Mitchell Hampton (Hampton Carl M) (BMI), Curtis James Jackson (50 Cent) (ASCAP), David Darnell Brown (Youg) (ASCAP), Homer Banks (BMI), Marvin Bernard (Tony Yayo) (ASCAP), Raymond Earl Jackson (Jackson Raymond e) (BMI)Editores: Fifty Cent Music (ASCAP), Kobalt Music Pub Ltd (ABRAMUS), Mca-universal Music Corporation (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #1639598 em 09/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM