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[Intro: 50 Cent]
It’s 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50
Break it down
I got a lot of living to do before I die
And I ain’t got tyme to waste
Let’s make it
[50 Cent]
You said you a gansta but you neva pop nuttin’
You said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’
You ain’t a friend of mine, (huh)
You ain’t no kin of mine, (nah)
What makes you think that I’ma run up on you with tha nine
We do this all tha tyme, right now we on tha grind
So hurry up and copy and go selling nicks and dimes
Shorty she so fyne, I gotta make her mine
A ass like dat gotta be one of a kind
I crush ‘em everytime, punch ‘em with every nine
I’m fuckin with they mind
I make ‘em press rewind
They know they can’t shine if I’m around the rhyme
Been on Paroza’s, 94 cuz I commit tha crime
I send you my line, I did it three ta nine
If D’s ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes
[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]
You said you a gangsta
But you neva pop nuttin
You said you a wanksta
And you need to stop frontin’
You go to the dealership
But you neva cop nuttin’
You been hustlin a long tyme
And you ain’t got nuttin
[Verse 2]
Damn Homie, in highskew you was tha man, homie
What tha fuck happened to you?
I got tha sickest phonetta, when it come to tha chedda
And if you play wit my paper, you gotta meet my berretta
Now shorty think I’ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta
I’m livin once than deada, I know I can do betta
She look good but I know she after my chedda
She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I ain’t gonna let her
Be easy, stop tha bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in tha club doin’ the same ol’ two step
Gorilla unit cuz they say we bugged out
Cuz we don’t go nowhere without toast we thugged out
[Chorus 2X]
[Verse 3]
Me I’m no monsta, me I’m no gangsta
Me I’m no hitman, me I’m jus me, me
Me I’m no wanksta, me I’m no acta
But it’s me you see on your TV
Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy
I’m gettin’ what you get for a brick to talk greasy
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
If you play me close, for sure I’m gonna pop my heat
Niggas sayin they goin murd’ 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 dem things, huh
[Chorus 2X]

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Wanksta (Letra)

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[Intro: 50 Cent]
It’s 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50
Break it down
I got a lot of living to do before I die
And I ain’t got tyme to waste
Let’s make it

[50 Cent]
You said you a gansta but you neva pop nuttin’
You said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’
You ain’t a friend of mine, (huh)
You ain’t no kin of mine, (nah)
What makes you think that I’ma run up on you with tha nine
We do this all tha tyme, right now we on tha grind
So hurry up and copy and go selling nicks and dimes
Shorty she so fyne, I gotta make her mine
A ass like dat gotta be one of a kind
I crush ‘em everytime, punch ‘em with every nine
I’m fuckin with they mind
I make ‘em press rewind
They know they can’t shine if I’m around the rhyme
Been on Paroza’s, 94 cuz I commit tha crime
I send you my line, I did it three ta nine
If D’s ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes

[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]
You said you a gangsta
But you neva pop nuttin
You said you a wanksta
And you need to stop frontin’
You go to the dealership
But you neva cop nuttin’
You been hustlin a long tyme
And you ain’t got nuttin

[Verse 2]
Damn Homie, in highskew you was tha man, homie
What tha fuck happened to you?
I got tha sickest phonetta, when it come to tha chedda
And if you play wit my paper, you gotta meet my berretta
Now shorty think I’ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta
I’m livin once than deada, I know I can do betta
She look good but I know she after my chedda
She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I ain’t gonna let her
Be easy, stop tha bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in tha club doin’ the same ol’ two step
Gorilla unit cuz they say we bugged out
Cuz we don’t go nowhere without toast we thugged out

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 3]
Me I’m no monsta, me I’m no gangsta
Me I’m no hitman, me I’m jus me, me
Me I’m no wanksta, me I’m no acta
But it’s me you see on your TV
Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy
I’m gettin’ what you get for a brick to talk greasy
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
If you play me close, for sure I’m gonna pop my heat
Niggas sayin they goin murd’ 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 dem things, huh

[Chorus 2X]

Wanksta (Letra)

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[Intro: 50 Cent]
It’s 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50
Break it down
I got a lot of living to do before I die
And I ain’t got tyme to waste
Let’s make it

[50 Cent]
You said you a gansta but you neva pop nuttin’
You said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’
You ain’t a friend of mine, (huh)
You ain’t no kin of mine, (nah)
What makes you think that I’ma run up on you with tha nine
We do this all tha tyme, right now we on tha grind
So hurry up and copy and go selling nicks and dimes
Shorty she so fyne, I gotta make her mine
A ass like dat gotta be one of a kind
I crush ‘em everytime, punch ‘em with every nine
I’m fuckin with they mind
I make ‘em press rewind
They know they can’t shine if I’m around the rhyme
Been on Paroza’s, 94 cuz I commit tha crime
I send you my line, I did it three ta nine
If D’s ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes

[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]
You said you a gangsta
But you neva pop nuttin
You said you a wanksta
And you need to stop frontin’
You go to the dealership
But you neva cop nuttin’
You been hustlin a long tyme
And you ain’t got nuttin

[Verse 2]
Damn Homie, in highskew you was tha man, homie
What tha fuck happened to you?
I got tha sickest phonetta, when it come to tha chedda
And if you play wit my paper, you gotta meet my berretta
Now shorty think I’ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta
I’m livin once than deada, I know I can do betta
She look good but I know she after my chedda
She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I ain’t gonna let her
Be easy, stop tha bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in tha club doin’ the same ol’ two step
Gorilla unit cuz they say we bugged out
Cuz we don’t go nowhere without toast we thugged out

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 3]
Me I’m no monsta, me I’m no gangsta
Me I’m no hitman, me I’m jus me, me
Me I’m no wanksta, me I’m no acta
But it’s me you see on your TV
Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy
I’m gettin’ what you get for a brick to talk greasy
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
If you play me close, for sure I’m gonna pop my heat
Niggas sayin they goin murd’ 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 dem things, huh

[Chorus 2X]

Wanksta (Letra)

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by 50 Cent

[spoken]

It’s 50 a.k.a farrari
f 50
break it down
I got alot of loving to do for a dime
And i aint got time to waste
Lets make it

[chorus]
you said you a gansta
But you neva pop nuthin
You said you a wanksta
And you need to stop frontin

[verse 1]
You ain’ta friend of mine, (huh)
You ain’t a kin of mine, (nah)
What makes you think Ima run up on you wit the nine
We do this all the time
Right now we on the grind
So hurry up and cop and we go selling nicks and dimes
Shorty she so fine
I gotta make her mine
A ass like that gotta be one of a kind
I Crush em’ every time
Push em’ with every nine
I’M fuckin wit they mind
I make em’ press rewind
They know they can’t shine if i’m around the rhyme
land on paroza’s 94 cause I commit the crime
I send you my line, I did it 3 to 9
The D’s ran up in my crib
You know who droppin dimes

[Chorus 2x]
You said you a gangsta
but you neva pop nothin
You said you a wanksta
and you need to stop frontin
You go to to the dealership
but you neva cop nothin
You been hustling a long time and you ain’t got nothin

[Verse 2]
Damn Homie, In highschool you was the man homie
What the fuck happened to you
i got the sickest vandada when it come to the cheddar
And if you play with my paper, you gonna meet my berreta
Now shorty think Ima sweat her, sippin on a merada
I’m livin once then deta, i know i could do beta
She look good but i know she after my cheddar
She tryna get in my pockets
Homie and i ain’t gonna lett her
Be easy,stop the bullshiting
you get your whole crew wet
We in the club doin the same ol’ two step
Gorilla unit cause they say we bugged out
cause we don’t go nowhere without toast we thugged out

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]
Me I’m no mobster
Me I’m no ganster
Me I’m no hitman,me i’m just me,me
Me I’m no actor
But It’s me you see on your t.v
cause i hustle baby
This spanish shit is so easy
I’m getting what you get for a brick to talk greasy
By any means, partner, i got to eat on these streets
If you play me close, for sure I’m gonna pop me heat
Niggas sayin they going murph 50 how
We ridin roung with guns the size of little bow wow
What you know about a.k and a.r’s 15
Equipped, with night vision, shell catchers and dem things, huh

[Chorus 2x]

Wanksta (Letra)

50 Cent

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[Intro: 50 Cent]

It’s 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50

Break it down

I got a lot of living to do before I die

And I ain’t got tyme to waste

Let’s make it

[50 Cent]

You said you a gansta but you neva pop nuttin’

You said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin’

You ain’t a friend of mine, (huh)

You ain’t no kin of mine, (nah)

What makes you think that I’ma run up on you with tha nine

We do this all tha tyme, right now we on tha grind

So hurry up and copy and go selling nicks and dimes

Shorty she so fyne, I gotta make her mine

A ass like dat gotta be one of a kind

I crush ‘em everytime, punch ‘em with every nine

I’m fuckin with they mind

I make ‘em press rewind

They know they can’t shine if I’m around the rhyme

Been on Paroza’s, 94 cuz I commit tha crime

I send you my line, I did it three ta nine

If D’s ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes

[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]

You said you a gangsta

But you neva pop nuttin

You said you a wanksta

And you need to stop frontin’

You go to the dealership

But you neva cop nuttin’

You been hustlin a long tyme

And you ain’t got nuttin

[Verse 2]

Damn Homie, in highskew you was tha man, homie

What tha fuck happened to you?

I got tha sickest phonetta, when it come to tha chedda

And if you play wit my paper, you gotta meet my berretta

Now shorty think I’ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta

I’m livin once than deada, I know I can do betta

She look good but I know she after my chedda

She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I ain’t gonna let her

Be easy, stop tha bullshit, you get your whole crew wet

We in tha club doin’ the same ol’ two step

Gorilla unit cuz they say we bugged out

Cuz we don’t go nowhere without toast we thugged out

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 3]

Me I’m no monsta, me I’m no gangsta

Me I’m no hitman, me I’m jus me, me

Me I’m no wanksta, me I’m no acta

But it’s me you see on your TV

Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy

I’m gettin’ what you get for a brick to talk greasy

By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets

If you play me close, for sure I’m gonna pop my heat

Niggas sayin they goin murd’ 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 dem things, huh

[Chorus 2X]