lyric [noun] Pronunciation: \ˈlir-ik\ Function: noun Date: 1581 1: a lyric composition; specifically : a lyric poem 2: the words of a song —often used in plural

Thursday, March 6, 2008

I'll Still Kill

[50 Cent Lyrics]

Oooo don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood
Ain’t nothing changed still holla at my homies
Oooo and when I hit the block I still will kill
And I don’t want to, nigga but I will if I got to kill
If niggas get the f**kin around
If niggas get the f**kin around


Respect come from admiration and fear
You can admire or me or you can catch one in your wig
See the testorossa the toasta is right on my lap
So if a nigga get outta line a nigga get clapped

I got a arsenal an infantry I’m built for this mentally
That’s why I’m the general I do what they pretend to do
Front on me now nigga ill be the end of you
Forget your enemies and think of what your friends'll do

I drop a bag off, they let a mag off
that ---- glock will tear half your ass off
I’m not for the games I’m not for all the playin
The hollow tips rain, when I unleash the pain

Get the message from the lines or get the message from the nine
Paint a picture with words you can see me when I shine
Put my back on the wall nigga watch me go for mine
I let 21 shots off all at the same time (yeah)


Oooo don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood
Ain’t nothing changed still holla at my homies
Oooo and when I hit the block I still will kill
And I don’t want to, nigga but I will if I got to kill
If niggas get the f**kin around
If niggas get the f**kin around


Where I’m from death is already in the air homie
Nana love me so you know she say my prayers for me
I come creeping through the hood wearin teflon
Hit the corners Muthaf**kers get left on

Niggas know if not they better check my background
Tryna stick me I’ll fill your back with mack rounds
Ask preme nigga 50 dont back down
I keep it funky like fiends in the crack house


Cross the line boy Imma air ya ass out
Screw your face at me I wanna know what that’s bout
Nigga I know you ain’t mad I done came up
And if you are f**k you cuz I ain’t change up

The OG's wanna talk but I don’t know these niggas
And I ain’t did no business with em I don’t owe these niggas
A minute of my time I did it cuz I grind
All across the globe like the worlds mine (yeah!)


Oooo don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood
Ain’t nothing changed still holla at my homies
Oooo and when I hit the block I still will kill
And I don’t want to, nigga but I will if I got to kill
If niggas get the f**kin around
If niggas get the f**kin around


Now tell me have you eva looked up in the distance
And seen a mack aimin at your head mayne(head mayne)
Before you know it life is flashin Remanissin'
And your body is drippin and full of lead mayne(lead mayne)

I done been there (uh-huh) I done copped that (uh-huh)
But it aint neva been a question about that (uhhh)
Don't go there (uhhh) You'll get claped at (uh-huh)
And if ya play me f**karound and re-route that (uh-huh)

You'll neva catch me ridin around on these streets
Without a couple metal pieces under my feet
Fully automatic whippers in the loaded with dum d's
Stash under the carpet like a can of seabreeze

Fifty don’t make me ride on these niggas (ay)
Cuz I will kill dip and hide on these niggas (oooohhhhh)
Fifty don’t make me ride on these niggas (ay)
Cuz I’ll be long gone like the rippa (soooo)


Don’t even look at me wrong when I come through the hood
Ain’t nothing changed still holla at my homies
Oooo and when I hit the block I still will kill
And I don’t want to, nigga but I will if I got to kill
If niggas get the f**kin around
If niggas get the f**kin around

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