50 Cent – Everytime I Come Around ft Kidd Kidd

Everytime I Come Around is a brand new hot and fascinating hip hop and rap song created by a well-known rapper, 50 Cent featuring Kidd Kidd.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 06 on his top charting album project called “Animal Ambition: An Untamed Desire to Win” was officially released on 3 June 2014.

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

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LYRICS

[50 Cent:]

N-Y, N-Y, ’til I die

N-Y, N-Y, ’til I die

[50 Cent:]

I’m on it

Every time I come around, me I keep my gun around

It’s never on safety

I’m on it

Niggas know when I’m around, fuck around it’s goin’ down

No ifs or maybes

Ring around the rosies, pockets full of OZ’s

Niggas gettin’ cake made

Fuck with the homies while I got it on me

You’ll get your big break, man

[50 Cent:]

You niggas ain’t seen shit yet, one false move and I click clack

That oo-wop bitch I spit that, that hard white I flip that

That bad bitch get my dick wet, damn how hot can my shit get?

Boy, get outta line get your ass checked, got 10 mil’ my last check

Bitches stay where that cash at, diamonds on me I flash that

That ‘Rari pedal I mash that, you pussy niggas I laugh at

That fuck shit that you fuck niggas be doin’, man, I’m passed that

Hood nigga down there on Wall Street, my stock run across NASDAQ

Girl face on my time piece, ridin’ around with my crimeys

These broke niggas so grimy, I let ’em hold the steel, I tell ’em shoot to kill

I put south side on my back, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout no tat’

When I’m outta town I hold it down, I mean everywhere I’m at

[50 Cent:]

I’m on it

Every time I come around, me I keep my gun around

It’s never on safety

I’m on it

Niggas know when I’m around, fuck around it’s goin’ down

No ifs or maybes

Ring around the rosies, pockets full of OZ’s

Niggas gettin’ cake made

Fuck with the homies while I got it on me

You’ll get your big break, man

[Kidd Kidd:]

All my niggas crazy stupid, cuckoo, got a loose screw

I might pew pew with that two-two then small bullets will mob through you

My bitch come from Honolulu with that dope ball in her doo doo

Put it on a train and choo choo and the feds don’t have a blues clues

Thumbing over, don’t know voodoo but I sure know how to shoot you

If I get caught I don’t boo-hoo, I pick up the phone call BooBoo

He gonna bail me out in seconds, please don’t let this rap shit fool you

I send shooters to your home, see I don’t need no songs to move you

My gorilla goin’ ooh-ooh, boy your family could lose you

Put you in a box like new shoes, you’s a bitch pull down your tu-tu

When it come to gettin’ money all I know is we need bookoo’s

Speakin’ only in my Ryda Gang, know what we gonna do to you

[50 Cent:]

Every time I come around, me I keep my gun around

It’s never on safety

I’m on it

Niggas know when I’m around, fuck around it’s goin’ down

No ifs or maybes

Ring around the rosies, pockets full of OZ’s

Niggas gettin’ cake made

Fuck with the homies while I got it on me

You’ll get your big break, man