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Song Details
Artist(s)
  • 50 Cent
  • Album(s)
  • Get Rich Or Die Tryin' (buy)
    No Mercy, No Fear (buy)
  • [50 Cent]
    Yo LA niggaz are the rowdy niggaz
    New Orleans niggaz is rowdy nigga
    D.C. niggaz is some rowdy niggaz
    New York Niggaz is the fucking wildest nigga

    Yo, your man could have ran when I rubbed him but he froze
    Son I ain't even rock him to sleep, the nigga dozed
    The bitch could have helped you get rich, but she sold
    now you heartbroke, that's what you get for lovin them hoes
    An ill flow with no beat, is incomplete, it's like a stickup kid
    runnin round without no heat, it like a fifth with no kick
    a fiend with no hit, a willie with no wit
    A bad bitch that won't blow dick
    It's like a rollie with no ice, a gamblin spot with no dice
    Like fuckin supermodel bitches and not bustin off twice
    I murda any mic device, for the right price, I'm nice
    I only say tthings once, never twice, dont fuck with me

    [Chorus: 50 Cent]

    St. Louis niggaz is rowdy rowdy
    Cleveland niggaz is bout it bout it
    50 cent ain't gonna kill ya nigga, don't get doubted
    Got your gun, well don't leave home without it
    The Memphis niggaz is rowdy rowdy
    Them Shytown niggaz is bout it bout it
    They'll kill you and act like they don't know shit about it
    Leave your body somewhere where no one can find it

    [50 Cent]
    Now if I pull out the gat and just push your wig back
    I bet niggaz will stand around sayin "Damn who did that"
    I'm the type nigga to dare you to touch the
    I'm the type to borrow your gat and wont give the shit back
    Im F to the I - F -T - Y - C - E - N - T
    Caress the ass gently, and back up Bentleys
    You thought she was pimpin, son I was in the Hamptons
    in a heart shaped hot tub with the bitch flappin
    I plan to take over New York and start expandin
    Was Bob Marley singin about tex when he sung "I'm Jammin'"
    Nigga fuck with my cash and I'ma blast yo' ass
    Smash the glock out the stash in the dash in
    Flee in a flash, lay low let time go past
    If you survive the shots I'ma find yo' ass
    Put the gat to your head and remind your ass
    I ain't playin with you, I want my money motherfucker

    [Chorus]

    [50 Cent]
    Yo, some nigga just shot the block up dog, word
    He had the same shit you got on dog, word
    I know you done did it so get the fuck up outta hear, ya heard
    I run with niggaz that spray and strip and say that shit
    You won't let us pump on your block, fuck it, we makin it hot
    I'm that nigga that call the shots, with the iced out watch
    From the cordless cell phone, and the baby blue drop
    I got a lot of hungry niggaz with me straight from the street
    Cause these three niggaz are startin to look like something to eat
    They got watches on they wrist that cost like 60 thousand
    My niggaz live in section eight of public housing
    They murder you and keep shit low cause niggaz heard of you

    [Chorus 2X]

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