50 Cent - Doo Wop Freestyle Lyrics:
Aiyo, I know these ni**as don`t like me
But I don`t like none of ya`ll ni**as, you know what I`m sayin
50 cent, 9-9, motherf**kin doo wop
Volume 3, take it however the f**k you wan` take it
Fa**ot ass ni**as (50 Cent show these ni**as how to rock)
Yo, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the street
Left him smelly, man f**k that, roll em over take that fellas pellet
You ain`t never heard a motherf**ker spit like this
Not even puff, and that ni**a there made crazy hits
Every few years a ni**a come who crazy hot
I`m the next best thing since Biggie and Pac
Now I`m sayin this s**t slow, so you don`t miss it
Don`t be a statistic, my jewels from the district
Stay with my biscuit, touch mines and get twisted
Son I`m off the meter, my mind locked on crime
See I`m tired of all these rappin ni**as dyin to shine
And I`m tired of fiends askin for a dime for nine
Hearing this next punch line from me, may sound strange
You sit your 5-dollar ass down, before I make change
Yo the sale went stale, caught em real bad
Fresh out the jail, s**t is really real
Ni**as is still in jail, and I pray they don`t tell
20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta fight this
Ni**as know, I ain`t never pressed for dough
And ni**as know, I don`t serve nobody I don`t know
Son said he was from O.T., pay 11 an o.z.
My man brought em to me, see he ain`t really know b
That it was hot, dude was a cop
He was just tryin to pop, to put the new beams on his drop
First I served him o.z.`s, then I served him whole keys
Now we all co-de`s, damn man I O.D.
You know how it is on the street, ni**as is holdin the heat
Po-Po walking to beat, we burnin l`s up in the jeep
Ain`t nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic
It`s over I can`t believe it, damn it`s over
Fed`s ceased the six, the Lex` and the Range Rover
Now a ni**a rollin in a Toyota Corolla
Used to never get high, now I`m never sober
380-6 shot glock top load-up
Keep it in my waist son, I`ll put one in your face
I ain`t got nothing to lose, ni**a so stay in your place
Just jumped bail, I ain`t been on the run long
But it feel like a motherf**kin marathon
But I don`t like none of ya`ll ni**as, you know what I`m sayin
50 cent, 9-9, motherf**kin doo wop
Volume 3, take it however the f**k you wan` take it
Fa**ot ass ni**as (50 Cent show these ni**as how to rock)
Yo, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the street
Left him smelly, man f**k that, roll em over take that fellas pellet
You ain`t never heard a motherf**ker spit like this
Not even puff, and that ni**a there made crazy hits
Every few years a ni**a come who crazy hot
I`m the next best thing since Biggie and Pac
Now I`m sayin this s**t slow, so you don`t miss it
Don`t be a statistic, my jewels from the district
Stay with my biscuit, touch mines and get twisted
Son I`m off the meter, my mind locked on crime
See I`m tired of all these rappin ni**as dyin to shine
And I`m tired of fiends askin for a dime for nine
Hearing this next punch line from me, may sound strange
You sit your 5-dollar ass down, before I make change
Yo the sale went stale, caught em real bad
Fresh out the jail, s**t is really real
Ni**as is still in jail, and I pray they don`t tell
20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta fight this
Ni**as know, I ain`t never pressed for dough
And ni**as know, I don`t serve nobody I don`t know
Son said he was from O.T., pay 11 an o.z.
My man brought em to me, see he ain`t really know b
That it was hot, dude was a cop
He was just tryin to pop, to put the new beams on his drop
First I served him o.z.`s, then I served him whole keys
Now we all co-de`s, damn man I O.D.
You know how it is on the street, ni**as is holdin the heat
Po-Po walking to beat, we burnin l`s up in the jeep
Ain`t nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic
It`s over I can`t believe it, damn it`s over
Fed`s ceased the six, the Lex` and the Range Rover
Now a ni**a rollin in a Toyota Corolla
Used to never get high, now I`m never sober
380-6 shot glock top load-up
Keep it in my waist son, I`ll put one in your face
I ain`t got nothing to lose, ni**a so stay in your place
Just jumped bail, I ain`t been on the run long
But it feel like a motherf**kin marathon