This Is 50

50 Cent

Compositor: Curtis Jackson

[Chourus]
I, dont´ know what you take me for
I, really don´t play that shit
I, ain´t got to get you here
I get out myself and spray that shit

I got a ichy, ichy trigger finger nigga it´s killing me, not to spray this shit
I got enough amo shots to blow and put a hole in any mothaf**ka, out this bitch
I unload to reload when you get hit I suppose you gonna be strong enough to, take this shit
I´m in the hoopt ridin´ round with a chrome four pound can you see through the, limozine tints
I do dirt the gat bust I get to kickin´ up dust before the jakes come around, here kid
Niggas get knocked the D´s start askin´ questions my name end up in all types, of shit
I be a gangsta nigga till I die for sure weather I´m poor or I´m, filthy rich
Now what you know about movin´ that Peruvian flake for that cake, I get rid of them bricks

[Chourus]
I, dont´ know what you take me for
I, really don´t play that shit
I, ain´t got to get you here
I get out myself and spray that shit

Now I gotta have shoes you know chrome 22 everytime I get a, brand new whip
I rode around in a 5 till my money got ragged then I went back, and got that sex
I´m in a big white Benz on a hot sunny day I called up the milk truck, and shit
I have your hoe eyeballin´ at the light Damn Pimpin´ you should take time and check, that Benz
So I´m ridin´ through the hood actin´ like it´s all good but I´m lookin´ for a joax?, and shit
In the middle of the night you could turn on your life, find me and my niggas, in your crib
Nigga holla if there´s a problem and your niggas got drama I got burners for sale, and shit
Got them Macs, got them 9´s, got them Techs. full of dime, hollow tips and them extra clips

[Chourus]
I, dont´ know what you take me for
I, really don´t play that shit
I, ain´t got to get you here
I get out myself and spray that shit

Man I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over, everything about me being gangsta
Man I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over, I won´t hesitate to pop or shank ya
Man, I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over, they can´t hustle without leavin´ me shit
Man, I´m tired of tellin´ niggas over and over, you don´t listen you gonna get your ass hit

This is 50
Yeah
nigga cherish me
Like the water you drink
Like the air you breathe
You need me to live
Yeah