50 Cent – Wanksta

Download another hot old mp3 free audio song lyrics by 50 Cent and this amazing music is titled “Wanksta”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an old album which is titled ‘8 Mile’ and it was released in the year 2002.

 

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[Lyrics]

 

[Produced by J-Praize]

 

[Intro]

Woo! Yeah

It’s 50 a.k.a. Ferrari F-50

Break it down

I got a lot of livin’ to do ‘fore I die

And I ain’t got time to waste

Let’s make it

 

[Verse 1]

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

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 sellin’ 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 fuckin’ 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 droppin’ dimes

 

[Chorus]

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you don’t never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

 

[Verse 2]

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) sippin’ 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 tryin’ 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 doin’ the same old two-step

Guerrilla Unit, cuz, they say we bugged out

‘Cause we don’t go nowhere without toast, we thugged out

 

[Chorus]

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you don’t never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

 

[Bridge]

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

 

[Verse 3]

‘Cause I hustle, baby, this rap shit is so easy

I’m gettin’ 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 sayin’ they gon’ murk 50, how?

We ridin’ ’round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow

What you know about AK’s and AR-15’s

Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and inf-beams, huh?

 

[Chorus]

You say you gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

 

[Outro]

Aha! Damn, homie

 

 

 

That album was crazy hot

 

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5 years ago

real music

 

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2 years ago

Damn classsics

 

We do this all the time (What?), right now we on the grind (Yeah)

So hurry up and cop and go, we sellin’ 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 fuckin’ 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 droppin’ dimes

 

[Chorus]

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you don’t never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

 

[Verse 2]

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) sippin’ 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 tryin’ 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 doin’ the same old two-step

Guerrilla Unit, cuz, they say we bugged out

‘Cause we don’t go nowhere without toast, we thugged out

 

[Chorus]

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you don’t never cop  nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

 

[Bridge]

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

 

[Verse 3]

‘Cause I hustle, baby, this rap shit is so easy

I’m gettin’ 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 sayin’ they gon’ murk 50, how?

We ridin’ ’round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow

What you know about AK’s and AR-15’s

Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and inf-beams, huh?

 

[Chorus]

You say you gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin’

We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin’

You been hustlin’ a long time and you ain’t got nothin’

 

[Outro]

Aha! Damn, homie