Say What You Want-50 Cent

Artist：50 cent Songs Title：say what you want Yo, niggas be askin me yo 50 who you got beef wit? Im a tell yall niggas who I got beef wit I got beef wit any ni**a I cant make no money wit If I cant make no money wit you, **** you ni**a G-unit ni**a, thats whatsup cause I said thats whatsup I get money, money I got So its a 100 grams or better when Im going to cop I never hold the toaster cause I use my little soldier And my down ***** as a holster, like Im supposed ta Heavy pistol sales for living My gun rip through lungs and tear through tissue While Im out for the ends, you out for a rep Thats the same thing that have yo mama in a black dress See me in a black lex, hard-top My mink drop-top, fresh out the carlot I got the gift of raw pugilist speeches(? ) So Im gon sell like the box office features Niggas in the hood cant see g-unit! But deep in they heart they wanna be g-unit! Cause we got them three bs benzes, burners and ******* And plus we on the road to the riches You can say what you want about me As long as you dont get in the way of my money Cause all that talking **** to me played out Ni**a keep bumping your gums you get laid out Lately I been going through a phase Hope they aint tap the phones Cause we got pumps the size of saxophones Therefore Im on the move with the squad Im stingy as ever, known to trick fast food on a broad Picture me putting jewels on a broad Id rather put shoes on the car A pool in the yard You dont really wanna fool with the god Ni**a my front line long enough to fill two boulevards In this game, you only make it far if you loyal And if you grew up with your mother and your father you spoiled Why swing, you gotta be strapped to get rid of me Ill leave you in water like the statute of liberty Tryin to be cool Blowin green that strong enough to make a white boy open fire on a school Keep rappin for your hood, Im rappin for benzes And long assault rifles with straps on the lenses Yall niggas gotta learn from me (yeah!!) What I learned from gotta rock and spank g (un-huh) Yall niggas gotta learn from me (yeah!!) What I learned from watching brucie b Look, I shot the sheriff And ni**a if you get too close yo punk a** getting shot Heres the plan, Im a keep stackin my ends Till Im on airplane seats in the maebach benz Im all about the chips I done took them trips 22s on the 6 26 on the bricks And them outta town niggas, Im chargin yall more I tapdance on the **** I aint servin it raw You sell smoke, look ni**a I got what you need But it aint goin cheap I got mouths to feed Niggas always sayin damn 50 you bugged Cause I got hoes giving niggas the date R**e **** Gimme his watch and his chain We not the same, he a lame He want p**sy Im bout my money man Crap table in vegas had his ***** on my dick Threw a 7 so many times they thought the dice was fixed Yo its 50, when your mindframe change and start to rearrange Ill see you another day ************ its 50 Shots til your heart drop and freeze up, ease up ************