I Go Off (ft. 50 Cent)

[50 cent]

I'll give you something to talk about,

come round me frontin' I'll air you out,

I go off,

[Beanie Sigel]

I don't shoot sh-t up dawg, i gun it down,

walk up on n-ggas and run em down,

pull a stock out the K throw a hundred rounds,

wont stop till your box lowered underground,

put you in an earn, your bones will burn,

the rap gorilla, the whack rap ringtone killer,

yeah, define a n-gga equally realer, it's rare,

you can meet me in the square if you dare to come near,

I have no morals,

it's a whole lot of piss and a d-ck for you,

bullets and a clip for you,

this the ignorance,

at least it looks that way when you witness it,

kill all witnesses, bury the hatchet,

matter of fact bury the casket,

kill n-ggas bury the ratchet,

pick ya back up if I have to,

I used to bump n-ggas, I punch n-ggas out for the practice,

the sh-t starter, sh-t finisher,

I don't know whats harder when they release ya or when they sentence ya,

the realness, back like I promise,

ready to dig a n-gga sh-t like a colonic,

I go off,

[50 Cent - Chorus]

I dont understand em (?)

from last time I remember them

they can't believe we back up in the club,

we get to sippin on the henny

and my b-tches get to send me,

and if you f-ck with me I'm gonna let it off,

I go off,

Off in this b-tch like its legal,

a n-gga move around with the eagle,

i go off,

say you get it in we don't believe you,

this is 50 cent and Beanie Sigel,

I go off,

[Beanie Sigel]

Big pop, off the prop on deck, yes,

versace, LV's on the specs,

my Gucc low slide on the ground when I step

beat it the kid aint mine I contest,

i suggest you aim above neck,

the vest cover the chest

the palm cover the ...,

.. I don't rock with the cops

horse with the stick in the hand of the jockey,

everyday gear that I wear on the block

can you picture me rollin,

can you see me clear like Pac,

who shot ya,

who want beef with big poppa,

feel a thousand deaths when I drop ya,

I feel for you, like Shaka Khan I'm the Don,

make n-ggas talk through the wire like Kan,

lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com

a trip to the mall turn a duck to a dime,

catch me on my sh-t, stuck to a grime,

or a mess, you trying turn a buck out a dime

catch ya, trying turn a f-ck outta nine,

n-gga listen I earn't every buck that was mine

I aint never cry over f-cking dimes,

don't make me go off,

[Chorus]

[Beanie Sigel]

first gear pop the clutch,

second gear, throw it up,

third gear Im on stuck,

fourth gear Im at 12 o clock,

I know a pop get it in,

12 a block,

but his price too low so Im scared to cop

the guns'll blow and I aint scared to box,

I know n-ggas up state doing life in a box,

I know n-ggas upstate doing life with they pops,

its the bully whether you like it or not,

the chain cool but you don't look right in a watch,

so give it up smooth, yeah or the rival will pop,

or get you some shoes, you prol look nice in a box,

flow smooth, light on my feet like H.. D,

money earning all day but I aint from Mount V,

just threw a bell on the scale of da tree,

i dont know making 200 every p

without rap i could double on the ...,

yeah make it snow on a blizzard like Jeez,

you don't know it aint nothing like C

you dont really wanna see me in the street,

don't make me go off,

[Chorus]

[50 cent talking]

Yeah, you changed man. You let the money change you Jay.

You used to be from Marcy n-gga.

Now you's a pass the grey poupon ass n-gga.

You don't want to shoot (I go off)

I take.

N-gga you feed the wolves or the wolves feed of you,

eat your ass alive, I live by a con mans creeds, strategy.

Your move n-gga, (i go off)