50 Cent - Stretch Armstrong Freestyle Lyrics
(50 Cent)Uh, yeah, 50 CentIt's Murda Mix Tape Vol. 3Whoo Kid, Stretch Armstrong niggaTake that, yo, aiyyoNiggas don't wanna see 50 on a trackI got these cats that rap scared of me like I'm Ace and Jack***** that, if I was you, I be scared of me tooYo Stretch, roll the weed, while I tell 'em what I needI need cream by the stacks, shells for the macRims for the 'Ac, and a ***** to blow her backI need the coke to come back, mad time on a jackI got the Fendi sweaters, all I need is the hatsI need the police to chill, stay the ***** off my backSee a nigga in a Benz, sway peddling crackI need a stash box son, so I could stash the gatI need a stadium light, to leave 'em blind as a batFlipping from under my plate, while I'm running from JakeI'm making mistakes, look I need extra paceMy man up north, need the new Stretch Mix TapeI'm physically fit, nah for real son I'm in shapeI need that Beyonce *****, to take me out on a dateNiggas follow my footsteps, 'cause everything I say, slickBut I need y'all niggas, to get off my dickMy description in three words, real witty catI'm in the club in ATL, I'm where the titties atWhat, what, 50 Cent nigga, 2000 shit, Stretch Arm-StrongWhoo Kid nigga, Whoo Kid nigga, Whoo Kid niggaWhat, Whoo Kid nigga, this how it's going down (*echoes*)
