Chorus - 50 say Im grimey, Im greasy I make a 187 look Fuck that, I lay my game down Push me nigga, see Im about
1 - 50 Cent] I was a snotty nose, nappy head, nigga Sayin I cant 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 a kitchen knife, Im finna poke me a nigga Wishin' I had a gun so I could smoke me a my first five quarter gram pieces in the alley Where had the Bondeville and Kev had the caddy Now those the days, where crime really pay 9 milly spray, got the out the way The shootout, the The bricks went fast, robberies bad, niggas got blast Niggas kidnap granpa kid Came and shot Ms Leak in the head why I got a gun so I can get down for mine You need that, out on the grind all the
[Chorus - 50 say Im grimey, Im greasy I make a 187 easy Fuck that, I lay my murder game Push me nigga, see Im about
say Im grimey, Im greasy 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, and corn brades Do on the waist, brass knuckles, switch blades to get paid, new shells to get sprayed Hood to get layed, money to get made Yeah, yeah I had a dream I was Woke up broke, gun in my Sayin' "Damn!" this cost 60 a gram Have to me a nigga, line me a nigga And say "Give it up kid, I put one in ya wig" Picture me thirsty, ridin' round out the mouth Sayin' "I dont get on" Im'a lay a out Now diamonds are beautiful, pearls are I hit ya in ya bitch, both go for ya Im so wreckless, I play the drunk off henny your blood off the shines run and sell em to Benny Fuck with me, ya know Boo Boo get bizzy
[Chorus - 50 They say Im grimey, Im I make a 187 easy Fuck that, I lay my game down me nigga, see what Im about
They say Im grimey, Im I a 187 look easy Fuck that, I lay my murder down me nigga, see what Im about
[Verse 3 - 50 I gave Jus a buck 50 ask him If I cut 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 dont cry, Im a child Got my ass whooped in Spotford but never now When my in ya mouth, better watch how you talk Send yo punk ass to to learn how to walk I bust a Ill hit ya hip Im your shit how the esse's play, for that s.s.k Your probably heard through the grape vine, Im good out Bulletproof shit, cruisin' through the Compton Im the beast from the east, but I play on the In the by myself with my gun and my vest And you niggas best be on your best I was bread for this shit, front blaze ya
- 50 Cent] They say Im grimey, Im I a 187 look easy Fuck that, I lay my game down Push me nigga, see Im about
say Im grimey, Im greasy I make a 187 look that, I lay my murder game down Push me nigga, see what Im