50 Cent - I'm Supposed To Die 2nite lyrics

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50 Cent - I'm Supposed To Die 2nite lyrics

50 Cent] Ah-ha man! Ay you know where them n***az be at right? {*click-clack*} Take me to 'em [Chorus: 50 singing] All through the hood I keep hearin n***az sayin - I'm supposed to die tonight n***az done put a hit out and they talkin like the sh** okay - I'm down to ride tonight We rollin, whip stolen, AK golden - I'm down to ride tonight Weed smokin, straight loc'n, lock and loadin - Somebody gon' die tonight [Verse One] This is nuttin new, I been in this position before Grandma crib, n***az outside of her door Different day same sh**, old mac new clip 32 hollow-tips, gloves, no rubber grip I'm a boss, but n***az never show no respect I catch 'em slippin, I'll have 'em tongue-kissin my tec Gwan come, test me, p**y bwoy, don't try it Police response never fast enough to shots fired Don't be stupid, find out who you f**in with son 'Fore we find out where yo' b**h get her hair and nails done It's elementary, life is but a dream You know row row your boat, your blood forms a stream After you get hit, you shoulda thought about the sh** You took that paper you take a life or yo' life get took b**h Sometimes I sit and look at life from a different angle Don't know if I'm God's child or I'm Satan's angel [Chorus] [Verse Two] In 2002, if you asked me to make a wish I simply woulda wished that my music would be a hit Big said, "Damn - n***az wanna stick me for my paper" "And pray for my downfall," I understand it all But me, I'm a little more flashy a n***a So chances are, I'ma have to blast me a n***a I'm on that Kevlar and vest sh**, that wild wild West sh** There's eighty-one one carat stones in my necklace I shine so hard, I make motherf**ers wan' k** me Every projects in every hood I go, they feel me Know it sounds like rap, but this sh** is real B I don't talk that rich sh**, but n***a I'm filthy When I come out to play, and my mob ain't with me You can bet your bottom dollar that revolver with me Homeboy, frontin on me'll shorten your lifespan Hold the mic with my left, my knife in my right hand YEAH! [Chorus]