50 Cent Get In My Car(Produced By Hi-T Lyrics

[Intro]
Uhhhhh
Yeah
Uhhhhh
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it
Any n____ gettin' outta line can get it
I make it hot, m________as freeze up when I come through
Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel
I might smile and say whats up but I don't f___ with you n____s
My rap money slow up, I'll run up on you n____s
I'm on the edge, I'm just waitin' on a n____ to push me
Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin' at p____
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we d___ sure ain't friends
So much chrome on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims
If your b____ wanna roll, I'ma let her get in
I don't play but I'm a playa till the m________in' end [gunshots]

[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
b____ get in my car (b____ get in)
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do'
b____ get in my car

[Verse 2]
Don't tell me you don't know that, uhh I'm the shyiiit
Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with ya b____
I ain't s___ing these hoes, man I'm bout my paper
If your b____ really bout it n____ I'm gon' take her
Backseat of my jeep, f___ till I f___ up her make up
Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob
Tell her if she like me she should keep me icey
My game f___ with a b____ brain till she think she wifey
Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes me
Committment for me, uhh nah not likely
When I with Vivica, I thought I was onto somethin'
But then the next week, nah man it was nothin' [gunshots]

[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
b____ get in my car (b____ get in)
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do'
b____ get in my car

[Verse 3]
Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie
They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, I'm high
First its pain when you l___ for love, then its smooth and calm
Feel the rush, like a needles in your arm
Its a cold world baby girl, lovin' me is not enough
Find out when you f___in' broke, love won't get you on the bus
Man you should see the pretty b____es that be s__in' me
They suck c___ that make 'em hot, I just let 'em stand next to me
Hundred percent thug, freak too, I'll taste your love
69's the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh?
My conversations so deep, I get in your head
Next thing you know, you yawnin', turnin' over and I'm in the bed [gunshots]

[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
b____ get in my car (b____ get in)
I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do'
b____ get in my car

[Outro]
Hahaha
Quit playin' b____ get it
You know you wanna ride with a n____
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
[Gunshots]