50 Cent – This Is 50

Talented and renowned American hip hop and rap music creator, 50 Cent comes back with a new masterpiece titled “This Is 50”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 03 on his top charting album project called “The Massacre” was officially released on 3 March 2005.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

This is 50

I, don’t know what you take me for

I, really don’t play that shit

I, ain’t got to get you hit

I get out myself and spray that shit

I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger, nigga it’s killin’ me

Not to spray this shit

I got enough ammo shots blow I put a hole

In any motherfucker out this bitch

I unload to reload when you get hit I suppose

You gon’ be strong enough to take this shit

I’m in the hood ridin’ ’round with a chrome four pound

Can you see through the limousine tints?

I do dirt, the gat bust, I get to kickin’ up dust

‘fore the Jakes come around here kid

Niggas get knocked if D’s start askin’ question

My name end up in all types of shit

I’ll be a gangsta nigga ’til I die fo’ sho’

Whether I’m po’ or I’m filthy rich

Now what you know about movin’ that Peruvian flake

For that cake, I get rid of dem bricks

I, don’t know what you take me for

I, really don’t play that shit

I, ain’t got to get you hit

I get out myself and spray that shit

I, don’t know what you take me for

I, really don’t play that shit

I, ain’t got to get you hit

I get out myself and spray that shit

Now I gotta have shoes, you know chrome 22’s

Every time I get a brand new whip

I rode around in the 5 ’til my money got right

Then I went back and got that six

I’m in a big white Benz on a hot sunny day

I call it the milk truck and shit

I’ll have your ho eyeballin’ at the light, damn pimpin’

You should take time to check that bitch

Find me ridin’ through the hood actin’ like it’s all good

But I’m looking for a jux and shit

In the middle of the night, you can turn on the light

Find me and my niggas in yo’ crib

Nigga holla if there’s a problem and yo’ niggas got drama

I got burners for sale and shit

Got them MAC’s, got them 9’s, got them techs full of dime

Hollow-tips and them extra clips

I, don’t know what you take me for

I, really don’t play that shit

I, ain’t got to get you hit

I get out myself and spray that shit

I, don’t know what you take me for

I, really don’t play that shit

I, ain’t got to get you hit

I get out myself and spray that shit

Man I’m tired of tellin’ niggas over and over

E’rything about me be gangsta

Man I’m tired of tellin’ niggas over and over

I won’t hesitate to pop or shank ya

Man I’m tired of tellin’ niggas over and over

They can’t hustle when I’m in this shit

Man I’m tired of tellin’ niggas over and over

You don’t listen, you gon’ get yo’ ass hit

Yeah, nigga cherish me

Like the water you drink

Like the air you breathe

You need me to live

Yeah