lirik lagu 50 cent – your life’s on the line
[intro]
n0body likes me
n0body likes me, but that’s okay
’cause i don’t like y’all anyway
man, i don’t like y’all anyway
f-ck all y’all!
i let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
my gat talk for me, bow! what up, homie?
them b-tches who don’t know me, they wanna blow me
’cause the sh-t i floss with be saying a lot for me
[verse 1]
i came in the rap humble, i don’t give a f-ck now
i’ll serve anybody like n-ggas who hustle uptown (uh-huh, uh-huh)
c0ke price go up, capsules come down
the ds run in my crib, i’m nowhere to be found
n-ggas who hustle for me, they don’t even stash tracs
they keep it on ’em, right there in they -ss crack (yeah!)
when i don’t like a n-gga, i don’t pretend to
i’ll have the paramedics wrapping your f-cking head like a hindu
look, i ain’t going nowhere so get used to me
og’s look at me and see i’m what they used to be
i’m that n-gga that sold c0ke, the n-gga that sold dope
the n-gga that shot dice, went broke, and sold soap
the thug that pop sh-t, the thug that pop clips
the thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
n-gga ain’t in his right mind going against me
my pictures painted through words, i make a blind man see (woo!)
[hook]
scream murda, i don’t believe you
murda, f-ck around and leave you
murda, i don’t believe you
murda, murda, your life’s on the line
[bridge]
y’all n-ggas don’t want no part of me
you tryna figure out how y’all started me
you gon’ make me catch you on a late night
pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
[verse 2]
i’m not a marksman while sparking, so i spray random
not a pretty n-gga, but my moms think i’m handsome
i hate to hear “he say, she say” sh-t
unless he say she said she on my d-ck
it’s no coincidence, n-ggas who f-ck with me get shot up (blat!)
do it cali style, drive by and tear ya block up
you soft, duke, you putting up a crazy front
i stay with the mac cause n-ggas tried to blaze me once
in the hood, they like, “d-mn, 50 really spit it on ’em”
“you heard that sh-t?” “yeah, 50 really sh-tted on ’em”
beef, you don’t want none, so don’t start none
you’re just a small player in this game, play your part, son
[hook]
scream murda, i don’t believe you
murda, f-ck around and leave you
murda, i don’t believe you
murda, murda, your life’s on the line
[verse 3]
these cats always escape reality when they rhyme (uh-huh, uh-huh)
that’s why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes (yeah!)
leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car
nascar, truck with a crash bar
and tvs in the dash, paw
see ’em in the five with stock rims, i just laugh, pa (hahaha)
i catch stunts when i ain’t trying, i ain’t lying
i sip dom p til i spit up, keep my wrist lit up
get outta line, i get you hit up (woo!)
now if you say my name in your rhyme
you better watch what you say
you get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
now here’s a list of mcs that can k!ll you in eight bars
50, um… jay-z and nas
i’ma say this sh-t now and never again
we ain’t buddies, we ain’t partners, and we d-mn sure ain’t friends
the games you playing, you get k!lled like that
acting like you all hard, you ain’t built like that
see me when you see me, n-gga! what!
[hook]
scream murder, i don’t believe you
murda, f-ck around and leave you
murda, i don’t believe you
murda, murda, your life’s on the line
[bridge]
y’all n-ggas don’t want no parts of me
you tryna figure out how y’all started me
you gon’ make me catch you on a late night
pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
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