50 Cent - What Up Gangsta? Lyrics
G-unit (what)We in here (what)We can get the drama poppingWe dont care (what, what, what)Its going down (what)cause Im around (what)50 cent, you know how I gets down (down)[chorus: repeat 2x]What up, blood? (what)What up, cuz? (what)What up, blood? (what)What up, gangstaaa?[verse 1]They say I walk around like got an s on my chestNaw, thats a semi-auto, and a vest on my chestI try not to say nothing, the da might want to play in courtBut Ill hunt or duck a nigga down like its sportFront on me, Ill cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump yaYou getting money? I cant none with ya then ***** yaIm not the type to get knocked for d.w.i.Im the type thatll kill your connect when the coke price riseGangstas, they bump my shit then they know meI grew up around some niggas thats not my homiesHundred gs I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)Ds come we dump the diesel and battery acidThis flows been mastered, the ice I flash itChokes me, Ill have your mama picking out your casket, bastardIm on the next level, right lane forget bezzleBenz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, God (what)[chorus (1st time w/o first what up, blood? ) (2x)][bridge]We dont play thatWe dont play thatWe dont play that (g-unit)We dont play around[verse 2]I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonderWhen gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunderIn december Ill make your block feel like summerThe rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nineEvery chick I ***** with is a dimeIm like patty labelle, homie, Im on my ownWhere I lay my hat is my home, Im a rolling stoneCross my path Ill crush ya, thinking I wont touch yaIll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutchesIndustry hoe *****ers, in the hood they love usStomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas[chorus (2x)][bridge (4x)]
