Come and Get You (Explicit)

Ni**a Your Time Is Up I Ain't Come To Kid You

I Knew You n***as Was Dumb But How Dumb Is You

Thinkin You Can See The King When You Unofficial

You Don't wanna Go To War Cuz I'll Launch These Missiles

I'm A Ride Or Die Ni**a I Be Tearin Sh*t Up

We Ain't Like Them Other Fools Who Don't Compare To Us

All The h*es Love A Ni**a They be Backing It Up

But Me I Love Money I Be Stacking It Up

When My Bandwagon Pull Up They Hop On Board

They Hop Right On Mine and Hop Right Off Yours

I Get Respect Homie All Across The Board

I Get A Quarter Mill A Track Without An Award

Ever Wanna Test A Ni**a Then Come See Me

In The Street I Hold My Ground Like I'm Concrete

I Know Sh*t Ain't Sweet so When Sh*t Get Deep

I'm Rich I Can Pay To Have You Six Feet Deep

Ni**a

I Give It To Whoever Want It If You Want It Come See Me

You Know Where I'm At If You want I

If You Want It Come Get Me 50 Cent

Ni**a You Violate I Regulate ra ta tat tat

Bigger Shells They Fit In That Banana Clip Tech

Run and A Bullseye Form on Your Back

It's Hard To Miss Wit A Full Clip In The Mac

I Got Ammo Ammo I Unload Reload Cut A Ni**a Quick

Ye My Knife Game Lethal That Tough Guy Sh*t

Ni**a that's What I see Through

You Like a 3 Course Meal Motherf**ker I Eat You

You Food And I'm In The Mood So Front I Let The Hammer Fly

Ni**a You Can Duck Run For Cover Or Die

Your Choice You Choose

I Pop You Move Like You In Shock You Been Shot

Ni**a Your Blood On The Street You Up Ships Creek

You Can Hardly Speak Startin To Get Weak Your Eyes Close

Your Life Flash Your Heart Slow Your Heart Stop

Your A** Dead You F**ked Kid

Tony Yayo

I'm Like Nicholas Cage Yeye Its The Ghost Rider

P89 Ye I Let My Toast Slide Costa Rica To Brazil

I Got My h*es In The Lamb why Your B**ch Bald Headed

Like Britney Spears I'm In The Projects Gettin D**e and Piff Money

2 More Flips that's Anna Nicole Smith Money F**k A G4

I'm In a G 500 G 450 G550 that's Airplane Talk

I'm The Aviator Man Baby AR Shoot Your Baby Out Your Hands

Spaghetti And Corn Bread Mix Got Me Blunted

There's No Talk Abouts You Don't F**k On An Empty Stomach

By Out The Mall Then Hug The Block Hundred Thou Wood Grain

In A Phantom Drop Then I Cruise In The Club

Got My Ruge In The Club Pay A Bouncer A Buck

Now My Uz In The Club Ye Ni**a