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PERFORMING ARTISTS
50 Cent
50 Cent
Vocals
Adam Deitch
Adam Deitch
Keyboards
Eric Krasno
Eric Krasno
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Krasno
Eric Krasno
Songwriter
Adam Deitch
Adam Deitch
Songwriter
Curtis James Jackson
Curtis James Jackson
Songwriter
Derick Prosper
Derick Prosper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Deitch
Adam Deitch
Producer
Eric Krasno
Eric Krasno
Producer
Tony Yayo
Tony Yayo
Recording Engineer
Steve Daniel Baughman
Steve Daniel Baughman
Mixing Engineer
Seamus Tyson
Seamus Tyson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
50 Cent
50 Cent
Executive Producer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
**** my gun go off, you see the barrel turnin'
You feel the hollows burnin', **** now you learnin'
**** my gun go off, call it attempted murder
****, I'm trying to murk you when I come back busting
**** my gun go off, don't try to say I'm trippin'
When I get to flippin' and I smack the clip in
**** my gun go off, we call it putting work in
Leaving **** hurting, homicide lurking
****, my gun go off
[Verse 2]
Fuck boy you can see it to believe it
Try to dodge and weave it end up a paraplegic
Believe me it's easy I'll hurt you I'll murk you
I'll pop something drop something I ain't gonna stop huntin'
Run run till you're spun one shot one gun
One 9 1 1 emergency it's murder B
It's excellent execution when I'm pulling the trigger
No mistake for that cake I'm hittin' you and your ****
Feel the flame when I aim for the top of our brain
See the spark and the bang **** shit ain't a game
Do the math or get blast bullets go through the glass
Goes through your ass fast and the leather seats in your nav
**** it's not a war when there's casualties on one side
I ride turn it up on you **** after Jake ride by
I click clack that's thatt I don't flash I mash
I wave the Uzi at 'em, I make a movie out of them
[Verse 3]
**** my gun go off, you see the barrel turnin'
You feel the hollows, burnin' **** now you learnin'
**** my gun go off, call it attempted murder
****, I'm trying to murk you when I come back busting
**** my gun go off, don't try to say I'm trippin'
When I get to flippin' and I smack the clip in
**** my gun go off, we call it putting work in
Leaving **** hurting, homicide lurking
****, my gun go off
[Verse 4]
You better lose yourself in the moment
And use it, fuck the music, I'ma let it go
You only get one shot before I back out to fire back
At your hat, your back, your ass crack, your nut sack
Your Cadillac if you make it to that, I'm hittin' that
The 70's was smack, the 80's crack, the 90's was grimy millennium mac's man
Clips on the whips, I ride in 'em bad bitches, I ride in 'em
Don't worry I'll get 'em gat's jammed or unjammed
God damn, safest safety don't work, squeeze the Eagle, it chirp
End up face down in the dirt more than hurt
Bring the beef when you hang out, bang out, shots ring out
Hit your shoulders trying to blow your brains out
Hit your homies in their leg,s bet they have their canes out tomorrow
You know tomorrow's just a day away
If you can keep your heart beating then your ass awake
[Verse 5]
**** my gun go off, you see the barrel turnin'
You feel the hollows burnin,' **** now you learnin'
**** my gun go off, call it attempted murder
**** I'm trying to murk you when I come back busting
**** my gun go off, don't try to say I'm trippin'
When I get to flippin' and I smack the clip in
**** my gun go off, we call it putting work in
Leaving **** hurting, homicide lurking
****, my gun go off
Written by: 50 Cent, Adam Deitch, Derick Prosper, Eric Krasno
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