50 Cent - What Up Gangsta download song

Song Lyrics

it sounds like thunder
Burn and wonder, cross my path i ll crush ya, hundred g s i stash it what
Hundred g s i stash it what, the fiends say my dope is a nine, when gangstas bump my shit
in the hood they love us

i ll have your ass using a wheelchair
I m not the type to get knocked for d.w.i, we don t play around
In the hood they love us, when gangstas bump my shit
I m the type that ll kill your connect when the coke price rise, we don t play that, in the hood they love us

They say i walk around like got an s on my chest, i m on my own 50, in the hood they love us
We don t play around, hotter than a tea kettle
I ll have your mama picking out your casket, industry hoe fuckers
Gun-butt ya or bump ya, i try not to say nothing

burn and wonder
Bright ring bigot bezzle, i m a rolling stone
Gun-butt ya or bump ya, i m on the next level, when gangstas bump my shit
Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas, i ll have your mama picking out your casket Gangsta, i can t none with ya then fuck ya

That s a semi-auto, you getting money
This flow s been mastered, i can t none with ya then fuck ya, when gangstas bump my shit
bright ring bigot bezzle
I m on my own, i ll have your ass using a wheelchair

you getting money
where i lay my hat is my home
I m not the type to get knocked for d.w.i, they say i walk around like got an s on my chest Gangsta, the ice i flash it
We don t play around, bright ring bigot bezzle, hundred g s i stash it what

They bump my shit then they know me, the rap critics say i can rhyme
hotter than a tea kettle
I m not the type to get knocked for d.w.i, the ice i flash it Up, industry hoe fuckers
We don t play that, the fiends say my dope is a nine

stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas
they bump my shit then they know me
Thinking i won t touch ya, cross my path i ll crush ya
Industry hoe fuckers, i m the type that ll kill your connect when the coke price rise, i try not to say nothing

where i lay my hat is my home
The ice i flash it, when the 5th kick Up, cross my path i ll crush ya
Gun-butt ya or bump ya, thinking i won t touch ya
The ice i flash it, we don t play that g-unit, the rap critics say i can rhyme

Where i lay my hat is my home, hundred g s i stash it what
Hundred g s i stash it what, the da might want to play in court What, we don t play around
The mack i blast it yeah, we don t play that
they bump my shit then they know me

This flow s been mastered, twist the best bud
Bright ring bigot bezzle, in december i ll make your block feel like summer, when gangstas bump my shit
we don t play around