I'll-Still-Kill-lyrics-50-Cent/6FFD1C86062844CB48257355000DB406I'll-Still-Kill-lyrics-50-Cent/6FFD1C86062844CB48257355000DB406I'll-Still-Kill-lyrics-50-Cent/6FFD1C86062844CB48257355000DB406I'll-Still-Kill-lyrics-50-Cent/6FFD1C86062844CB48257355000DB406 50 Cent feat. Akon Lyrics

50 Cent feat. Akon Lyrics

Don't even look at me wrong when I come through the 'hood
Ain't nothin' changed, still holla at my homies
And when I hit the block, I still will kill
And I don't want, ***** but I will
If I got to, kill
If *****s get to ****in' around, if *****s get to ****in' around

Respect come from admiration and fear
You can admire if you can catch one in ya wig
You see the Testarosa the toaster's right on my lap
So if a ***** get out of line a ***** get clapped
I got an arsenal a infantry, I'm built for this mentally
That's why I'm the general, I do what they pretend to do
Front on me now ***** I'll be the end of you
Forget ya enemies and think of what ya friends'll do
I drop a bag off, then let a mag off
The Heckler & Koch'll tear half of ya *** off
I'm not for the games I'm not for all the playin'
The hollow tips rain, when I unleash the pain
Get the message from the lions or get the message from the nine
Paint a picture wit' words, you can see when I shine
Put my back on the wall ***** watch me go for mine
I let twenty-one shots off at the same time, yeah


Where I'm from death is always in the air homie
Nanna love me so you know she say my prauers for me
I come creepin' through in the 'hood wearin' Teflon
Hit the corners ************s get left on
*****s know, if not they better check my background
Try and stick me I fill ya back wit' mac rounds
Ask 'Preme ***** 50 don't back down
I keep it funky like fiends in a crack house
Cross the line boy I'ma air ya *** out
Screw ya face at me I wan' know what that's 'bout
***** I know you ain't mad I done came up
And if you are, **** you 'cause I ain't change up
The O.G.'s wanna talk but I don't know these *****s
And I ain't did no business wit' 'em I don't owe these *****s
A minute of my time, I get it 'cause I grind
All across the world like the globe's mine, yeah!


Now tell me have you ever looked up at an instance
And seen a mac aimin' at'cha head mayne?
Before you know it life is flashin' reminiscin'
And ya body is drippin' and full of lead man
I done been there, I done cocked that
It ain't never been a question I'm 'bout that
Don't go there, ya can **** that
And if ya plan to **** around then reroute that
You never catch me ridin' around on these streets
Without a couple metal pieces under my feet
Fully automatic weapons and loaded wit' dumb-d's
Stashed up under the carpet like a can of Sea breeze
50 don't make me ride on these *****s
'Cause I will kill, dip and hide on these *****s
50 don't make me ride on these *****s
'Cause I'll be long gone like the Ripper, so


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