50 Cent - Rotten Apple lyrics

Album: Guess Who´s Back (2002)

50 CENT LYRICS

"Rotten Apple"

[50 Cent]
I am on parole, I used to be on probaaaaaation
I am with my gun I get full coporaaaaaation
I tell you "take it off" no hesitaaaaaation
***** you play around, I lay you down
That is how it is goin´ down
Don´t play wit´ me, I do not have patieeeeeents
My headachin´, & I need my medicaaaaaaation
****** be hatin´, they do not know what they faaaaaacin´
***** you play around, I lay you down
That is how it is goin´ down
I be in court throwin´ signs like I am a maaaaaason
***** witness against me, I ama eraaaaaase em
If they try an runaway, I ama chaaaaaaase em
Now with the pound, & I am a lay em down
That is how it is goin´ down

[Chorus]
Better watch how you talk
Better watch where you walk
On the streets of New York
That is how we get down
22´s on the jeep
Somthin´ deep in the seat
When we creep wit the heat
That is how we get down

[50 Cent]
Wise men listen & laugh while fools talk
Stick up kids don´t live long in New York
**** around & catch the wrong jukes on the street
Get caught slippin´, then get hit wit´ like three
In every hood in the US, I am that**** they feelin´
Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villan
I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin´ right
Teachin´ the hoodrats what Cristal taste like
I put 60 on wrist, 12 on my fist, 100 on my neck
We in the hood nigga schemin´, what you expect?
My S on 22´s leave ya hos confuuuuuused
On the track ready to choose, like "Daddy we want you"
My love live aint change, the shorties still hug me
Bullet wound in my face, & bitches still love me
Now Nelly told you how them country boys talk
I came to teach you how we put it down in New York
That is how we get down

[Chorus]
Better watch how you talk
Better watch where you walk
On the streets of New York
That is how we get down
22´s on the jeep
Somthin´ deep in the seat
When we creep wit the heat
That is how we get down

[50 Cent]
In the city, a young buck´ll tell you how the mac spit
O.G. give em the word, you going to get yo´ ass hit
I do not know why niggaz like to talk bad about me
I am the richest nigga they know without a G.E.D.
Man it could be the money, it could be the ice
It could be they would like to be me & can´t live my life
You should here they be sayin´ man "50 be flippin´"
"Shot my man over 7 grams, that nigga be trippin´"
I know death is promised, I do not fear gettin´ murked
It is when a nigga half-way killa ya homie, it hurts
Now we can hit the club & get it crunked
Or you could start some shit, & I could hit you with
the pump, you can have it how you want
But I know you like my style (Uh-Huh)
Ya like how I break it down, want to get rich?
I will show you how, take this pack, pump these pieces
That is how we get down

[Chorus]
Better watch how you talk
Better watch where you walk
On the streets of New York
That is how we get down
22´s on the jeep
Somthin´ deep in the seat
When we creep wit the heat
That is how we get down

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