Uhhhhh
Yeah
Uhhhhh
Yeah
Im a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it
Any nigga gettin outta line can get it
I make it hot, mothafuckas freeze up when I come through
Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel
I might smile and say whats up but I dont fuck with you niggas
My rap money slow up, Ill run up on you niggas
Im on the edge, Im just waitin on a nigga to push me
Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin at pussy
We aint buddies, we aint partners and we damn sure aint friends
So much chrome on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims
If your bitch wanna roll, Ima let her get in
I dont play but Im a playa till the mothafuckin end
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do
Bitch get in my car
Dont tell me you dont know that, uhh Im the shyiiit
Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with ya bitch
I aint ?? these hoes, man Im bout my paper
If your bitch really bout it nigga Im gon take her
Backseat of my jeep, fuck till I fuck up her make up
Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob
Tell her if she like me she should keep me icey
My game fuck with a bitch brain till she think she wifey
Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes me
Committment for me, uhh nah not likely
One hour, Vivica, I thought I was onto somethin
But then the next week, nah man it was nothin
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do
Bitch get in my car
Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie
They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, Im high
First its pain when you lust for love, then its smooth and calm
Feel the rush, like a needles in your arm
Its a cold world baby girl, lovin me is not enough
Find out when you fuckin broke, love wont get you on the bus
Man you should see the pretty bitches that be sexin me
They suck cock that make em hot, I just let em stand next to me
Hundred percent thug, freak too, Ill taste your love
69s the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh?
My conversations so deep, I get in your head
Next thing you know, you yawnin, turnin over and Im in the bed
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do
Bitch get in my car
Hahaha
Quit playin bitch get it
You know you wanna ride with a nigga
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
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