[Intro 50 Cent]
Yea, uhuh, lets take em dere, yea
[Verse 1 50 Cent]
Sonny did ten years in the fed joint, he half way out
He aint home, his ass in a halfway house
Correctional facilities don't correct shit
Cause the first thing he asked is who gotta get hit
A shoot out in 89' fucked up how he walk
He a grimey ass nigga, you see how he talk
Should shoot the shepard in the head and da sheep gon? scatter,
Let niggas talk cause action is all that matters,
I asked about Bones self-esteem, he said he was soft,
Said the boys up in Odasville was breakin him off
Can you picture him in a jar, niggas jokin him up,
Treatin him like a pin cushion, pokin him up
He came home actin like he hard as fuck
Must want a first class nigga to see god Uhuh
Stuck his chest out tell a nigga we dont back down
But wait until we find out Sonny's background
[ChorusX2 50 Cent]
Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up,
Nigga front, then somethin gon go down,
Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want,
Widout a strap, and you gon getcha ass layed down
[Verse 2 50 Cent]
That nigga loc's comin home soon he up there in four dicks,
Its on when he touch that cause he can get enough bricks,
When I was young he told me not to run, I pop my gun pa,
You can ask gun or la la love then aim hard,
I'm interested to hear ?bang? back in the days,
They aint better than my brain, young crime is pay,
New Cadillacs and Bonnevilles the very next day,
I just hope he learn, I aint have much to say,
Lead jus squeeze the life out you like a boa constrictor,
Fuck a headlock, im talking bout extortion nigga,
Apply pressure, its hot get the fuck out the kitchen,
When niggas pay ya every Friday u aint got to stick em,
At the dice game if ace roll a six its no problem,
But if you roll a ace he gon pull out a robin,
Losin a little or lose lot, when niggas is starving,
Man the drama in my hoods goin down regardless
[ChorusX2 50 Cent]
Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up,
Nigga front, then somethin gon go down,
Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want,
Widout a strap, and you gon getcha ass layed down
[Verse 3 50 Cent]
Everbody know education shots is all over short paper,
You on the run you want a nigga hit son hit take it here,
Rise got shot up over some punk shit,
In the club beef with some niggas over some punk bitch,
They say wooly was caked up off some credit card scams,
Got him the permit, the nigga took the money and ran,
Heard he was outta town ridin round in the pound
Caught him spending 545 I no lie ask how,
Out on VA, Camdon home, come through here cruise by,
He run in to dem niggas that he beat, he gon die
B must've caught his crooks coz D flashin his mugshot,
He notices M.O. don't run up in dem crack spots,
His sister, she aaight, big hips, lil waist, big tits,
Pretty face, we fucked on the staircase,
Lisa that's my bitch she freak off wid a nigga, shit,
Man I gotta call that bitch!
[ChorusX2 50 Cent]
Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up,
Nigga front, then somethin gon go down,
Nigga stunt, cruise to this bitch if you want,
Widout a strap, and you gon getcha ass layed down
Writer(s): Curtis Jackson, L. Douglas
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