Chorus - 50 say Im grimey, Im greasy I a 187 look easy that, I lay my murder game down Push me nigga, see Im about
1 - 50 Cent] I was a snotty nose, nappy head, nigga Sayin I wait till I get a little bigger Half the niggas jumped me, bumpin' my Thinkin' I wish I had a gun I fill a nigga with Took a kitchen knife, Im finna poke me a Wishin' I had a gun so I could me a nigga Sold my first five quarter gram pieces in the Where Bizzy had the Bondeville and Kev had the Now those the days, where crime really pay 9 spray, got the fuck out the way The shootout, the The bricks went fast, robberies went bad, niggas got Niggas kidnap granpa kid Came and shot Ms Leak in the head Wonder why I got a gun so I can get down for You that, out on the grind all the time
[Chorus - 50 They say Im grimey, Im I a 187 look easy that, I lay my murder game down Push me nigga, see what Im
They say Im grimey, Im I make a 187 easy Fuck that, I lay my murder game Push me nigga, see Im about
[Verse 2 - 50 It was kangos, caselli shades, boombers and brades Do on the waist, brass knuckles, switch blades E-mass to get paid, new to get sprayed Hood rats to get layed, money to get Yeah, I had a dream I was rich up broke, gun in my hand Sayin' "Damn!" dope cost 60 a gram Have to find me a nigga, line me a And say "Give it up kid, I put one in ya wig" Picture me thirsty, ridin' round out the mouth "I dont get on" Im'a lay a nigga out Now diamonds are beautiful, are precious I hit ya in ya bitch, go for ya necklace Im so wreckless, I play the semi drunk off Wipe your blood off the run and sell em to Benny Fuck with me, ya niggas know Boo Boo get
[Chorus - 50 say Im grimey, Im greasy I make a 187 look Fuck that, I lay my murder down me nigga, see what Im about
They say Im grimey, Im I make a 187 easy Fuck that, I lay my game down Push me nigga, see what Im
[Verse 3 - 50 I Jus a buck 50 ask him If I cut niggas in Bedford ask him If I bucked niggas Four fifth they call me Boo Boo, the baby Hennysee and Cocaine, those remedies me My eyes cry, Im a fatherless child Got my ass whooped in but never that now my name in ya mouth, better watch how you talk Send yo ass to therapy to learn how to walk I a clip Ill hit ya hip Im take shit how the esse's play, for that s.s.k Your probably heard the grape vine, Im good out Watts shit, cruisin' through the Compton blocks Im the from the east, but I play on the west In the by myself with my gun and my vest And you best be on your best behaviours I was bread for this shit, Im'a blaze ya
- 50 Cent] They say Im grimey, Im I make a 187 look Fuck that, I lay my game down me nigga, see what Im about
They say Im grimey, Im I make a 187 easy Fuck that, I lay my murder down me nigga, see what Im about