Lyrics to: Clue / 50
By Artist: 50 Cent
Yeah nigga
We gonna smoke this motherfucker right here, right
We gonna smoke this shit
And ima drink a lot a water
And ima take golden seal, so my po dont find out
Im smoking this shit, aight?
Yo, niggas wouldnt rob frankie if they had the chance
Wasnt cause of him it was cause of his man lance
Frankie cut crack
Lance hold the mac
If fiends fuck with frankies pacs
Lance cut the crack heads blocked up
Thought he was locked up
Came thru stuntin wit his wrist all rocked up
Shoulda seen him smile, missin the tooth
Coupe missin the roof
He like what up, 50?
Im like what up with you
Lance had a reputation that was well earned
Heard he taught niggas how them shells burn
Out there in red firm
At the dice game, he rolled ahead, crapped in the crack
Im like nah, I aint paying for that! nigga, shoot it back
Niggas lookin at me like Im crazy, they shook
I dont give a fuck who he shot out in red hook
Asked him about ? ?
Yeah, bizzy was my man till he beat me for ten grand and sold my mac for
Seven grand (fuckin crazy)
The man was crazy I could tell by his look
Cause he looked the way I look
When I look for a jooks
Bitch
Motherfucker
Teamwork, work hard nigga
50 cent
Rotten apple
G-unit
Lloyd banks
Tony yayo, nigga
Hey what up, nigga
You motherfuckin right this dj clue grand theft audio 2
Get the fuck out the car nigga dont make me rush you, nigga
Shoot that nigga, 50!