50 Cent - Whoo Kid lyrics

Album: No Mercy, No Fear (2002)

[50 Cent talking]

[Hook]
You want beef wit me? take a number, & get in line
You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine
You mad at me? Shit cause you can not shine
You aint gettin´ yours? thats f*cked up cause I am gettin´ mine

[50 Cent]
I got a M1 in my hand, I am feelin´ to start killin´ shit
I am not the nation´s new Malcolm X, but I am militant
What, I am supposed to be scared cause you got a big chest?
My four 5th will lift you & your motherf*ckin´ bench press
Why you screamin´ war senseless, I am tryin´ to spaz
Swing my knife, tore break it off in yo ass
Niggas get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear em out
Four 5th, four shots, that´ll f*ckin´ air em out
In the hood niggas love me cause I keep it real
G-Unit niggas, they gon´ always make bail
Whether it is two G´s or twenty G´s
Whether or not wit two pieces or two keys
Bitch please, get on ya knees you can lick these balls
I am not that nigga that you striptease for
You´ve got to a problem or anger nigga to call
Cause I am out like a pimp & a trick, bitch!

[Hook]
You want beef wit me? take a number, get in line
You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine
You mad at me? Shit cause you can not shine
You aint get yours? That is f*cked up cause I am gettin´ mine

[50 Cent talks until end]

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