50 Cent

G-Unit (What)
We in here (What)
We can get the drama popping
We dont care (What, what, what)
Its going down (What)
Cause Im around (What)
50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Cuz? (What)
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Gangstaaa?
[Verse 1]
They say I walk around like got an "S" on my chest
Naw, thats a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court
But Ill hunt or duck a nigga down like its sport
Front on me, Ill cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
You getting money? I cant none with ya then fuck ya
Im not the type to get knocked for D.W.I.
Im the type thatll kill your connect when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit then they know me
I grew up around some niggas thats not my homies
Hundred Gs I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)
Ds come we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flows been mastered, the ice I flash it
Chokes me, Ill have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
Im on the next level, right lane forget bezzle
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, god (what)
[Chorus] (1st time w/o first "What up, Blood?") (2x)
[Bridge]
We dont play that
We dont play that
We dont play that (G-Unit)
We dont play around
[Verse 2]
I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
In December Ill make your block feel like summer
The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine
Every chick I fuck with is a dime
Im like Patty LaBelle, homie, Im on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, Im a rolling stone
Cross my path Ill crush ya, thinking I wont touch ya
Ill have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas
[Chorus] (2x)
[Bridge] (4x)
[ What Up Gangsta Lyrics ]