50 Cent lyrics

[Intro]
(Casok)
I'm in Clayco right now n*gga, 50'd up on gangway
You know where the f*ck I'm at, n*gga
Sito

[Hook]
Shooters around me, you know I'm protected
You testin' that sh*t then you learnin' your lesson
How you a shooter but don't got no weapon?
That stick always on me, I'm paying attention
I'm coppin' that lawyer, ain't tryna get sentenced
12 try to test me, I'm jumping them fences
Still in the trap, beating doors off the hinges
Slime'd him so bad, man I know he want vengeance
Got some shooters in the D like the Pistons
Free all my n*ggas that's stuck in the system
Triple cross king, you know I'm gon' triple
Quick draw on a n*gga then snatch his pistol
Hollow tips hit your ass now your ass critical
n*ggas be flexin, man they not official
No co-defendant, I do my dirt solo
Don't get your ass rolled like a muhf*ckin' stroller

[Verse]
Glock on my hip but it's not in a holster
I'm on the way and you know that I'm posted
Shooters from outta town, they stay in motion
All of these racks on me, you know that I'm focused
One in the head, yeah I keep that sh*t loaded
All of this work got me feelin' like Sosa
I bought them shooters, you know that they goin'
I got the big E on me and that sh*t golden
Just caught a n*gga, I knew he was holdin'
You ain't a real shooter cuz you started foldin'
I'm with the gang and them n*ggas like Nazis
n*gga sixteen and already got bodies
I'm with the mob and I feel like John Gotti
Livin' so fast man, I cannot rewind it
AR-15 gang, you know that we ridin'
Silencer on the stick, it hittin' so quiet
Infra-red beam man, don't get your ass lined
Try to rob me boy, I wish you would try it
50 round drum on that baby Glock 9
Do him like 50, I shot him nine times
I'm in the street and I'm still doin' crime
Just hit for 50 man, why would I sign
Bulletproof like 50 in '05
Shootin' that stick like it's 4th of July
I don't trust sh*t man, these b*tches be lyin'
50 gang, Yhap Gang, you know that sh*t tied
Talkin' that sh*t now you on Channel 5
n*ggas be plottin', they start droppin' dimes
[Hook]
Shooters around me, you know I'm protected
You testin' that sh*t then you learnin' your lesson
How you a shooter but don't got no weapon?
That stick always on me, I'm paying attention
I'm coppin' that lawyer, ain't tryna get sentenced
12 try to test me, I'm jumping them fences
Still in the trap, hittin' doors off the hinges
Slime'd him so bad, man I know he want vengeance
Got some shooters in the D like the Pistons
Free all my n*ggas that's stuck in the system
Triple cross king, you know I'm gon triple
Quick draw on a n*gga then snatch his pistol
Hollow tips hit your ass now your ass critical
n*ggas be flexin, man they not official
No co-defendant, I do my dirt solo
Don't get your ass rolled like a muhf*ckin' stroller (on gang)

[Outro]
Yeah I'm posted in the muhf*ckin' trenches n*gga, on gangway right now n*gga. Beezy B in the cut n*gga, you know how the f*ck we rockin'. Trapped out n*gga. Riverdale sh*t f*ck you talm bout. Free the whole mob n*gga, free Pink, free Rio, free Stunna, free Huncho n*gga, you know how the f*ck we rockin' n*gga. Get your ass hit with that .223 n*gga. AR-15 with that hundred round drum n*gga you know how we bomin'. Free the n*gga Gwaluh too n*gga you know how the f*ck we rockin'. On GANG. Get your ass sh*t bagged off that sh*t