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50 Cent

Be A Gentleman

 

Be A Gentleman

(album: Guess Who's Back? - 2002)


It's best you be a gentleman and you watch what you say
Or Jesus Christ can't save you, once you go 'gainst the grain

No more freestyles and verses killing Sticky and Ja
I'm moving on now, I got bigger fish to fry
Since How to Rob, a lot of niggas been naming names
Monkey see monkey do, I done changed the game
Still niggas acting like I don't get down or something
Like I ain't the next nigga to wear the crown or something
You gonna talk about your chips 'til we run in your crib
And you gon' ask dumb questions like, "Can I live?"
Look, if I shoot you, I'm famous
If you shoot me, you're brainless, you said it yourself
I'm slick enough to twist your lines and send them back at you
Swift enough to snatch the Mac and pop that at you
Take it personal see if I won't send you to hell
I've done told Tone and Poke, they better have my bail
But if its over a mil, don't put the crib up dun
Cause if fifty get free nigga, fifty gon' run

It's best you be a gentleman and you watch what you say
Or Jesus Christ can't save you, once you go 'gainst the grain

Look I'm supposed to be cocky, I ain't a poor no more
I ain't gotta steal from the corner store no more
Got my own crib, I ain't sleeping on the floor no more
Bouncers don't try to play me at the dough no more
But when they see me, they say
"Search him, he might have the nine"
He might shoot this motherfucker up like Shyne"
It's been a while since a new nigga came tight like this
Ya man, he aight, but he ain't quite like this
Niggas is feeling it, the Benz pulling up on the set
Me jumping out, 30 thou on my neck
And since you said it was nothing to sweat
You was outta line so here's what you get
A verbal ass kicking, Jesus Christ sent me to test ya
Let's see how see how, he reacts under pressure
'Til Makaveli returns, it's all eyes on me
'Til the feds build a case or find files on me

It's best you be a gentleman and you watch what you say
Or Jesus Christ can't save you, once you go 'gainst the grain

It's gangsta, 2000 shit
Y'all know what you need to do, get together
Make a "We Are the World" record, faggot-ass niggas

done

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