50 Cents You aint no gansta Lyrics

[50 Cent]
Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from broke
Got anought heart to sell weed but you scared of dope
I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the feds bribed me
Yo a__ would hit more notes than Ron Isley
I wouldn't rhyme about Rolleys if I had no watch
Wouldnt write about crack if I ain't had no spot
You talk six coupe s___ you only pushing a trey
Got b____es shutting you down in the C.L.K
For cats like you, crime don't pay
You just linger in the hood, them n____z blow you away
You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up
Then have to tuck em in when I pop up
n____z in the hood sayin "50's Grimy"
Cause they hit me wit Kosami and now they can't find me
If you see it how I see it, my watch is yo whip
And I can cop anotha one afta each a__ist

[Chorus] x 2
You ain't no gangsta
You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent m_________er
You ain't a gangsta
I should cut ya, c___ back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We don't trust ya

[50 Cent]
You owe a n____? You don't wanna pay him?
Kill him, that's what they said ta ta did to pee-wee
Y'all ain't got to believe me
When I'm done with this rhyme if theres time I'll hit a flick
Wit Mariella this connect b____, Peruvian chick
She ain't hot but eevrytime I f___ the c__e right drops
When it's time to get it on (what)
I pull over the thong (uh huh)
f___ till I nut then get up, I'm gone (yeah)
Usualy hit it watchin tele way out in L.A.
I like it when she say "Papi I feel it in my Belly"
Call up all my n____z in New York on the celly
First thing I'm sayin is "n____ what da deally"
Pack a trey pound up under my Pelle Pelle
Y'all n____z want war, clap clap, Oh really?
I watch n____z slang packs in front of the deli
Got 20 inch chrome sittin on my perili
Lorenzo on the Benzo n____ you feel me?

[Chorus] x 2
You ain't no gangsta
You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent m_________er
You ain't a gangsta
I should cut ya, c___ back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We don't trust ya

[50 Cent]
Fix the cell, blast the room devil spray, turnin proof
Hoe whip, bulet proof, yopu ain't f___in wit me, duke
Bricks from Filipe, 19 five, what we pay
Cop on a week mad hard to catch him on the weekday
n____z backed up, slugs to the gut, that'll bet him up
Gettin fed thru his arm in a hospital wil slim him up
Get it thru yo head, 50 Cent don't care
I c___ triggers light the blockup, iller than times square
Real s___, you spit it cause you seen it
I spit it cause I did it and I mean it
Man, I don't like none of y'all
f___ around I'll run in y'all pop one in y'all
Had the whole hood talkin bout what I done to y'all
Listen I don't give a f___ if you blood or cuz
I got love for thugs n____z firing slugs
Fake rapping a__ n____z ain't sold no drugs
Gotta show me some love cause my sins are bluffed

[Chorus] x 2
You ain't no gangsta
You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent m_________er
You ain't a gangsta
I should cut ya, c___ back and bust ya or stomp you out cause

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