Whoo Kid Kayslay Shit! - 50 Cent
[Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in background]
Hey pass that n_gga, we gettin' high
Yo, yo this is some bomb sh_t right here man
50 can't even smoke this motherf_cker (ah haha, haha)
[Verse 1]
I can't smoke weed, cause my PO make me piss in a cup
N_gga go ahead, disrespect me, I'll f_ck you up
I ain't talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up
Yo don't want stitches in yo grill motherf_cker, then chill
As a young buck, n_ggas always knew I puff
Yousta see me go to school, on a smoiler bus (woo)
I'm a sped ed kid, I'm gettin' all this paper (uh huh)
You should sit, scibble lines and see where it take ya
Had violent tendencies, so they thought I was dumb
Why the so called smart kids was poppin' guns
I think about poppin' a gun, and then get the lump sum
Grampa my role model, yousta s_ck on a bottle
A pint a Crown Royal, make your insides boil
Been smell like Ben Gay, cause his back go out
He the one that taught me, what bein' black's about
Now peep the roach on the walls, that fall and crawl on my friend's
Wrist, Sittin' up in them Benz, to be in the pen
In the hood we hit the number, but never the lotto
Life in the fast lane, one wheel hit the pothole
Let's go, let's flow n_gga
[Chorus - Singing - 2X]
War, what is it good for absolutely nothin'
But n_ggas keep frontin'
F_ck a n_gga, live like a soldier
Die like a soldier
[Outro - Talking]
War, state of mercy n_gga
You see me pop off n_gga
Ain't no peace talk, b_tch ass n_gga
Fake gangsta n_gga, you want to seem n_gga (yeah)
You don't seem n_gga, yeah n_gga
Right? Kayslay, Whoo Kid
50 Cent, new sh_t
My n_gga Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit
N_ggas, n_ggas, "Rotten Apple"
And n_gga shy money, ain't fail n_gga
Uh huh, ya heard
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