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lirik lagu 50 cent – officer ricky go ahead try me

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intro:
you think you know me (officer ricky)
n-gg-, you dont know me (officer ricky)
50, eyy yo.. c o, yoo

verse 1:
i put a razor thru yo face, i put a nine on my waist,
i c-cked the shotty just incase i b-mp nothin but b-ss,
i put a pint a blood in ya whip a pint of blood on the ground,
bullets bullets get to ricochet, bouncin all around,
that body old case cold i got a white wit it,
if they asked me i think n-gg-s from basely did it,
i’m a southside n-gg- we take on all comers
and first shot pop, get to warring all summer,
these n-gg-s ain’t hard, i get at em on some different sh-t,
different strap different clip i’ll blow the door off ya whip,
the cop f-cked with fox, sucked the c-m on the bimbo,
f-gget must have thought he knocked me out like kimbo,
gandaria lips, his breath stronger than endo
fat f-ck playing wii fit nintendo,
have another tattoo, heres another tattoo,
run into my goons soon, have new bullet wounds,
officer ricky radio for back-up,
see yo -ss anyway you know i’m gon act up,
you wan play wit me when i dont wan to play,
have my n-gg-s whoop the skin off yo -ss in broad day,
screamin boss, n-gg- you aint a boss,
p-ssy n-gg- you lost listen officer ross,
tell you striaght suck a d-ck, tryna come subliminal,
cause yo -ss the police, my n-gg-s is criminals,
like every other word out yo mouth is bout a bird,
that you sling cocaine that sh-t is absurd,
youz a rapper, youz a motherf-ckin rapper,
its a rap, your career’s f-ckin’ wrapped up!

chorus: my enemies enemies are my friends,
and my semi’s they like siamese twins,
see em up close you won’t see sh-t again,
like every fairytale boy ya life has the end,
tryna get blown a way way way go head, tryna get blown a way way way, tryna get blown a way way way go head, tryna get blown a way way way

verse 2:
we the best!
yeah you’re the best, you’re the c-cksuckin best,
go ahead f-gget, deep throat it, feel it in yo chest,
i’m not friendly i’m anti-social,
go ahead try me i’ll be f-ckin ya up like i’m s’posed ta,
ya said i’m violent, now why ya say i’m violent,
the mack got a m-ffler make a loud mouth silent,
now me im kinda sensitive so watch the way ya talk to me,
better off shooting me, or tryna ta put the hawk ta me,
the beef aint sh-t to me cause now i got the wolves out,
that fo fo cold around, that tre pound bullseye,
i do it fo the moola, booyah, bullseye,
pop ya f-ckn noodles dippide doo dahh,
many men wish death, many men know tho (yeah),
i make many millions, f-ck with me thats a no no,
this is a motion picture sh-t, theres no director to cast me,
the d’s i plead the fifth on every question they ask me.

chrous

verse3:
n-gg- i bleed blue, i swear i bleed blue, for thinkin i’m a crip, i’ll m-th-f-ckin trip,
cool out blood, maybe i’m all blood,
find out what a n-gg- bout when you catch a slug,
maybe i’m a maniac, maybe i’m crazy,
maybe i’m exactly what my f-ckin hood made me,
maybe imma do 25 years for murda,
maybe cause its clear im the clip inserter,
i dun lost my bestfriend he died of cancer,
call me a cheetah, i attack like a panther,
teflon vinal in my droptop phantom,
bulletproof windows and a stash for the cannon,
n-gg- if you cross me, you gon have to off me,
i just keep going no matta what it costs me,
you know i’m like a time bomb, bomb steady tickin,
you know whats coming next once the n-gg- slap the clip in.
oh yeah¡

chrous

[outro:]
yeah!
this n-gg-‘s a’ appetizer!
where you at wayne?
you the full coursed meal wayne!
your awfully quiet!
you called em out… well now i’m out!
i got my roaches out!
you gotta get past me to get to em!
i’m the baby over here!
i’m the smallest n-gg- in my click!
shady/after-motherf-ckin’-math, n-gg-!
three headed monster!
50!…
em!…
dre!
f-ck with it if you wanna, n-gg-!