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Now don't think I won't hit you, cause I'm popular

I got a P-90 Ruger to pop at ya

Catch you slippin' I'm a give ya what I got for ya

My clip loaded with 16 shots for ya

Ya'never had a hot gun on ya waist or blood on ya shoes

Cause a nigga went and said the wrong shit to you

Homie you ain't been through

What I been through

You not like me

And I'm not like you

I'm like a animal with it, when I spit it, it's crazy

Got semi-autos that put wholes in niggas tryna play me

One shot is not enough, you need at least an uzi to move me

After 4 bottles of Don

The kid start feelin' woozie

I write my life

You write what you've seen in gangsta movies

I'm gangsta to the core, nigga you can't move me

I find my space at the top

I got this rap shit locked

I've never heard of you

You've heard of me, I'll murder you

Spit shells at your convertable

As long as you notice

Rich or poor, hollows still go through ya door

This is war

You scared of me

Your not prepared for me

The Kid is back

50 Cent I know you like that

Yeah I know you like that

Green Latern, Shady Records, Anger Management Tour

Homie, Homie, Homie