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50 Cent - Misdemeanor Lyrics

[Verse]
From NY to Compton real respect real
One hand on the wheel, one hand on the steel
Roll that, pass that, cock that, blast that
Flip that, flash that, I'm always where the cash at
That's why I'm in a nigga crib screaming "where the stash at"
Nigga come up with the chips and get hit
This is that beretta bounce, that full clip sound
That six shot revolver dance, now spin around
Anyday gunplay, Friday, Monday
Strawberry Sunday'll light up your Hyundai
Your hoopty hit up, you ain't dead? get up
Nigga, one to the git-ut'll hurt more than your sit ups
It's nasty it's foul right, this is what my style like
Bang bang, G-Unit's the gang, mane
I reload then unload, I explode
On the track I'm more addicting than crack, better yet to smack
I'll take you higher and higher, 50 is fire, word to Maniyah
This is just the beginnin', I'm not done winnin'
Pray the lord keep me from sinning, the shit that I been in
Got me ready to squeeze and breeze, fuck the d's
Niggas spit bars, but they not like these
This is that Porsche Carrera, Ferrari F-50 flow
The type shit that bring flocks of hoes
Can you feel it? I make you feel it
I'll have the hood in a frenzie on some real shit
Your rocking with the don dada, the blood clot charters
Follow orders, they treat me like I walk on water
I'm the tap-dance kid when I come to the bricks
I get to steppin' in the name of love and shit
Trust me, this is not what they expected
The kid back around to wreck shit
Niggas reline 'em, the wolves'll find 'em, the jewels'll blind 'em
The unit be shining like no other, mother, fucker
[Outro]
It's dirty
You know we couldn't find an instrumental so we
Still had to do what I had to do, you know
It's 50, nigga, you supposed to like it, I said you supposed to like it
Yayo!
It's filthy around here, man, smells like prostitution
Hahaha
It's goin' down, man, all my block niggas, my far rock niggas
My Southside niggas, Supton, Linden, Bazeley
40 projects
Every projects, you know how we do it, man
Hahaha, it's nobody better
Ya'll niggas know that!
Come on, man, I rap 'til' the motherfuckin' beat gone, man
Niggas is smokin' if they think they can fuck with me