Wanksta

(专辑： Get Rich Or Die Tryin' - 2003)

Woo! Yeah
It's 50 a.k.a. Ferrari F-50
Break it down
I got a lot of living to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste
Let's make it

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop fronting
You ain't no friend of mine (Yeah!), you ain't no kin of mine (C'mon!)
What makes you think that I won't run up on you with a 9? (Uh-huh)
We do this all the time (What?), right now we on the grind (Yeah)
So hurry up and cop and go, we selling nicks and dimes (Uh-huh)
Shorty, she so fine, I gotta make her mine
An ass like that gotta be one of a kind (Woo!)
I crush 'em every time, punch 'em with every line
I'm fucking with they mind, I make 'em press rewind
They know they can't shine if I'm around to rhyme
Been on parole since '94 'cause I commit the crime
I send you my line, I did a three-to-nine
The D's ran up in my crib, you know who dropping dimes

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nothing
You been hustling a long time and you ain't got nothing
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothing
You been hustling a long time and you ain't got nothing

Damn, homie
In high school you was the man, homie
The fuck happened to you?
I got the sickest vendetta when it come to the cheddar (Uh-huh)
Nigga, you play with my paper, you gon' meet my Beretta
Now Shorty think I'ma sweat her (Uh-huh) sipping on Amaretto (Yeah)
I might hit once, then dead her, I know I can do better
She look good, but I know she after my cheddar
She trying to get in my pockets, homie, and I ain't gon' let her
Be easy, start some bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in the club doing the same old two-step
Guerrilla Unit, 'cause they say we bugged out
'Cause we don't go nowhere without toast, we thugged out

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nothing
You been hustling a long time and you ain't got nothing
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothing
You been hustling a long time and you ain't got nothing

Me I'm no mobster, me I'm no gangsta
Me I'm no hitman (Yeah), me I'm just me, me
Me I'm no wanksta, me I'm no actor
But it's me you see on your TV

'Cause I hustle, baby, this rap shit is so easy
I'm getting what you get for a brick to talk greasy (Woo!)
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
When you play me close for sure I'm gonna pop my heat
Niggas saying they going murk 50, how?
We riding 'round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow
What you know about AKs and AR-15s
Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and inf-beams, huh?

You say you gangsta, but you never pop nothing
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothing
You been hustling a long time and you ain't got nothing
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothing
You been hustling a long time and you ain't got nothing

Aha! Damn, homie