50 of Em (Remix) lyrics

At the T.O.P where you find me
I got A&R n*gga’s tryna sign me
I said I pull up, 50 n*gga’s come behind me
Machete cut a n*gga sh*t like salami
Watch all these fake n*gga’s fold like origami
Leave a n*gga block swimming in tsunami’s
The choppa eat a n*gga brain like a zombie
Then chop the body up and we send his ass to mommy
That talking sh*t will get a n*gga shot
I said I hate a b*tch that claim she ain’t a thot
“Imma child of god, boy I ain’t no thot”
But you could suck a bullet out a f*cking Glock
I keep a thick knot rolled up in my sock
Got that n*gga with me and that n*gga box
And this 45, I got 50 shots
5 more n*gga’s down a couple blocks
Yea I know some n*gga’s, Yea I know a lot
Get ya daughter snatched, get ya sh*t rocked
Bust yo’ b*tch whip when that 40 hit
Drag her out the car and get to dogging sh*t
Yea, it’s killa season, got a bunch of reasons
Cracking down on n*gga’s and we ain’t easing
On the ground screaming, Got that n*gga wheezing
Ice on my wrist, yea that b*tch freezing
Bless a n*gga b*tch like the hoe was sneezing
Got a lot of cheddar so of course i’m cheesing
He ain’t talking dollars then of course i’m leaving
Blow his face off, Leave his momma grieving
Yea that 45 will leave his spine bleeding
Posted on the couch with his brains leaking
Leave his body shaking and his ass tweaking
And we hit up rats if we catch ‘em squeaking
Money on my mind yea that’s all i’m seeking
Bust that n*gga jaw when that n*gga speaking
Bloody mouth and sh*t, left that n*gga leaking
And ion fight fare b*tch i’m always sneaking