This Is 50

(This is 50)

I don't know what you take me for

I really don't play that shit

I ain't got to get you hit

I get out myself and spray that shit

I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, ****, it's killin' me

Not to spray this shit

I got enough ammo shots to blow

I'll put a hole in any muthafucka out this bitch

I unload to reload, when you get hit I suppose

You gon' be strong enough to take this shit

I'm in the hoop ridin' round with a chrome four-pound

Can you see through the limousine tints?

I do dirt, the gat bust, I get to kickin' up dust

'Fore the jakes come around here, kid

**** get knocked if D start askin' question

My name end up in all types of shit

I'll be a gangsta **** till I die fasho

Whether I'm poor or I'm filthy rich

Now what you know about movin' that Peruvian flake?

For that cake I get rid of them bricks

I don't know what you take me for

I really don't play that shit

I ain't got to get you hit

I get out myself and spray that shit

I don't know what you take me for

I really don't play that shit

I ain't got to get you hit

I get out myself and spray that shit

Now I gotta have shoes, you know, chrome 22's

Every time I get a brand new whip

I rode around in the 5 till my money got right

Then I went back and got that 6

I'm in a big white Benz on a hot sunny day

I call it the milk truck and shit

I have your ho eye-ballin' at the light, damn, pimpin'

You should take time to check that bitch

Find me ridin' through the hood, actin' like it's all good

But I'm lookin' for juugs and shit

In the middle of the night, you can turn on the light

Find me and my **** in your crib

****, holla if there's a problem and your **** got drama

I got burners for sale and shit

Got the MAC's, got them nines, got them TEC's full of dime

Hollow-tips and them extra clips

I don't know what you take me for

I really don't play that shit

I ain't got to get you hit

I get out myself and spray that shit

I don't know what you take me for

I really don't play that shit

I ain't got to get you hit

I get out myself and spray that shit

Man, I'm tired of tellin' **** over and over

E'rything about me be gangsta

Man, I'm tired of tellin' **** over and over

I won't hesitate to pop or shank ya

Man, I'm tired of tellin' **** over and over

They can't hustle when I'm in this shit

Man, I'm tired of tellin' **** over and over

If you don't listen, you gon' get your ass hit

(This is 50)

Yeah

****, cherish me

Like the water you drink

Like the air you breathe

You need me to live

Yeah