50 Cent

Non Stop (Street King Energy Track #4)
Now I don't get along with these niggas anyway man I wish a nigga... [Verse 1:] You niggas won't believe I got the shooters to your shot You think you're built for bumpin' heads with me well nigga you're not This'll be the last time I try to fucking warn you Next time your ass out of line, bitch I'm on you Nigga that security you got ain't getting paid Enough to take some bullets or that 6 6 blade You fucking hesitate you gon need first aid My blade'll turn a line man into a feather weight Who me? I wanna warn you ma'fuckers ain't seen nothing like me Still looking for a? and my wrist so icy I tell the homies these niggas is full, eat 'em They coming out the awards wearing their good clothes, need 'em Take it off, tell that sucker "take it off" They ain't come up how we came up, man they niggas so soft Half man half dog man my niggas sense fear Brought 'em here in a Lear to take your Audemere [Hook:] Nigga round the clock non stop Niggas is hungry on my block I'm from south side nigga where the gangstas play Make one false move and you're blown away Letras de cancionesI make it so hot nigga my block Seventeen clip filled up with nine shots I'm from south side nigga where the gangstas play Make one false move and get blown away [Verse 2:] Don't get coffee with me pussy I told you before It's outlaw, lawless I fuck you up regardless Niggas say they be work in I wanna see what they saying Put that work in without a mans, bring me that nigga, chain him ATL BET we can AR in the park Make the parking lot sound like an Iraq bar Feel the mood change when I step through the door Go head make me fuck you up that's what we came here for Gym star, carve you up nice Have so much fun I wanna do it twice That's my bitch on the pole You tipping she's stripping I'm known for tripping I just slapped the clip in 599 Ferrari state dipping Cash getting, brick flipping Straight clip in, good ghetto living Big better vision Bigger plans for a bigger bed to get in [Hook:] Nigga round the clock non stop Niggas is hungry on my block I'm from south side nigga where the gangstas play Make one false move and you're blown away I make it so hot nigga my block Seventeen clip filled up with nine shots I'm from south side nigga where the gangstas play Make one false move and get blown away [Outro:] Yeah, ya'll see me laying low, I got so much shit to say I'm a play, we gon spar from now to the fight You understand how this goes down right? You seen this movie before, this a rerun 'Fore what we call it? We call it Get Rich Or Die Trying Huh, D12 niggas that time Nah nah nah, we call it the massacre. We did 10 million that time What we gonna call it? Huh From Letras Mania