50 Cent Lyrics
Run Up On Me Freestyle Lyrics
This is The Unit, bitch! [beat starts]
Nigga, this is Ground Hog day. - Back to buyin' coke. (GG-GG!)
I'm I'll! - No doc, no diagnosis.
No cure! [2 sniffs]
I smell fear!
Nigga my eyes don't cry. - My heart's so cold.
Let's play! Let's make a deal, nigga sell my your soul. (G-UNIT!)
Got a fetish for the guns. - Calico drums.
Rap Meyer Lansky steady counting my ones. (AAAHHH!)
Death dealer. - Heroin. - Meth dealer! (yeah!)
Top biller. - Point blank, I'm that nigga.
Barrell smokin', fiend smokin', rims cokin'
Out on that 550 Benz - bitch is open.
Inhale! - Exhale! - Feel a different high. (hiigh!)
Andrew McQueen shirt and jeans, this a different fly. (flyy!)
Presidential time; nigga watch the Rolie shine
No need for pens and paper, this here what's on my mind.
I know she wants a playboy. (boy!)
I don't think you should f*ck with me! (with me!)
I'm shootin' right away, boy. (boy!)
Find out when you run up on me! (on me!)
I'm riding with that 'K, boy. (boy!)
I put that on my dead homies! (homies!)
I spray it right away, boy. (boy!)
Fiund out when you run up on me! (on me!)
When niggas shot me, I must've bled out my conscience (conscience!)
Go 'head, play, boy! - I bang that thing at you like Ronson. (GRRR!)
I feel for you niggas, I'm back now!
I told you pussy-niggas '03: "I don't 'Back Down'"! ('Back Down'!)
Me still a rookie? Nah, I'm more like a veteran
I bet ya iPod is full off niggas I'm better than.
Magician I make rounds turn to cash. - Kush turn in to ash.
Heads turn into ass, I'm a bum nigga the class. (AAAAHHHHHH!)
That's me in a nutshell; run tell - I did it!
Interrogation hours go on, I won't admit it.
Got cash coming out of my ass, I'm so compellin'
These niggas act hard till you hit 'em, they start tellin'!
Now what they gon' say this time?
That nigga Fif' 5 outta 5 this year!
He on it!
HOW I'm YOUR FAVORITE ONE DAY...
AND THEN YOU JUST TURN YOUR BACK ON ME?!
Don't tryna get back down with niggas...
You gon' see the shit ship...
Cause I'm on it!
These niggas got sucker-traits, man.
I'm watchin' it.
So you mean to tell me...
I'm your mothaf*ckin' go-to-guy?
8 years straight!
And them niggas gon' act like...
The gift God given me is gone.
F*CK YOU, NIGGA!
TURN THAT SHIT OFF! [echoes] [beat stops]