Death To My Enimies - 50 Cent

Death To My Enimies - 50 Cent (50美分)
Yeah
Yeeaaaah
Ni**a try me son he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed get to moppin' the street with him
Well I put your body in a baaaaag
Front on me I'm on ya aaaaass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies [police sirens]
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies [police sirens]
Ni**a front on me the goons and goblins come out
Wishmaster hundred shot drums'll run out
They dumb out you heard of me
They call me big homie
Me I make the register ring - I'm the cash can
They make the hammers ring - They on ya a** now
Hair trigger stare ni**a yeah niggas'll flip
Six let it off at your will
Here I is where the money is I still get biz
D's know about the beef - You gon' still get did
It be your tombstone and your f**kin' grave they dig
Have that a** in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs
I'm like Damien ni**a - When I start gettin' loose on ya
Closest thing to Lucifer you think you got a noose on ya
I make it hard to breathe
I come with your hustle air it out - Make it hard to eat
Have you lookin' both ways
Like you crossin' the street
Ni**a try me son he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed get to moppin' the street with him
Well I put your body in a baaaaag
Front on me I'm on ya aaaaass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies [police sirens]
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies [police sirens]
Yeah - Niggas send me the wrong message we gon' f**king kill the messenger
Your whole clique - Hollowtips'll tear up the best of ya
This ain't the "Carter" ni**a THIS IS SPARTA
IT'S HARDER I DIE AND BE A MARTYR RESPECT ME LIKE YOUR FATHER
Let off a clip or let a case off
I have your p**sy a** runnin' like a race horse
Follow orders now - Yay' shoot his "Face Off"
You can have one blast one it's mad fun
See how when you listen to me all of the cash gone
I was born with the Tec - It's a birth defect
I was concieved in the bins ended up in a Benz
This is what happens when have nots turn into sasquatch
Let the gat pop boogie down on the back blocks
It's horrific - Nah it's terrific
I got it if you sniff it go head ni**a twist it
Get lifted
Goddamn I'm gifted
Ni**a try me son he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed get to moppin' the street with him
Well I put your body in a baaaaag
Front on me I'm on ya aaaaass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies [police sirens]
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies [police sirens]
Yeah - I tell 'em ride on 'em - Then they ride on 'em
Get the line on 'em and squeeze the 9 on 'em
Head shot 40-Glock blow his mind on him
They say ain't not a jooks leave the shines on 'em;
Now you can watch me - Ni**a like the police watch me
I move proper - Go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me
That 4-30 Spider carbon fibre
And my dog is like al qaeda natural fighter
Rapid fire you're sweet like apple cider
The Mack'll fire mask like Michael Myers
It's off the wire - When I get on my bullshit
No smiles no laughs you gets no pass
You can explain to my niggas while they whoop yo' a**
My hands itch when the money comes it's hard to explain it
Last time I itched like this a truckload came in
Get money get bread that's what I do kid
Ni**a try me son he best have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed get to moppin' the street with him
Well I put your body in a baaaaag
Front on me I'm on ya aaaaass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies [police sirens]
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies [police sirens]