50 Cent - Non Stop Lyrics
Now I don’t get along with these n???as anyway manI wish a n???a….[Verse 1]You n***as won’t believe I got the shooters to your shotYou think you’re built for bumpin’ heads with me well n???a you’re notThis’ll be the last time I try to f-cking warn youNext time your ass out of line, b-tch I’m on youN***a that security you got ain’t getting paidEnough to take some bullets or that 6 6 bladeYou f-cking hesitate you gon need first aidMy blade’ll turn a line man into a feather weightWho me? I wanna warn you muthaf-ckers ain’t seen nothing like meStill looking for a ? and my wrist so icyI tell the homies these n***as is full, eat ‘emThey coming out the awards wearing their good clothes, need ‘emTake it off, tell that sucker “take it offâ€They ain’t come up how we came up, man they niggas so softHalf man half dog man my n***as sense fearBrought ‘em here in a Lear to take your Audemere[Hook]Nigga round the clock non stopNiggas is hungry on my blockI’m from south side n***a where the gangstas playMake one false move and you’re blown awayI make it so hot n***a my blockSeventeen clip filled up with nine shotsI’m from south side n***a where the gangstas playMake one false move and get blown away[Verse 2]Don’t get coffee with me p-ssy I told you beforeIt’s outlaw, lawless I f-ck you up regardlessN***as say they be work in I wanna see what they sayingPut that work in without a mans, bring me that n***a, chain himATL BET we can AR in the parkMake the parking lot sound like an Iraq barFeel the mood change when I step through the doorGo head make me f-ck you up that’s what we came here forGym star, carve you up niceHave so much fun I wanna do it twiceThat’s my b-tch on the poleYou tipping she’s strippingI’m known for trippingI just slapped the clip in599 Ferrari state dippingCash getting, brick flippingStraight clip in, good ghetto livingBig better visionBigger plans for a bigger bed to get in[Hook]N***a round the clock non stopN***as is hungry on my blockI’m from south side n???a where the gangstas playMake one false move and you’re blown awayI make it so hot n***a my blockSeventeen clip filled up with nine shotsI’m from south side n***a where the gangstas playMake one false move and get blown away[Outro]Yeah, ya’ll see me laying low, I got so much sh?? to sayI’m a play, we gon spar from now to the fightYou 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 TryingHuh, D12 n***as that timeNah nah nah, we call it the massacre.We did 10 million that timeWhat we gonna call it?Huh
