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50 Cent - Shoot Em Up Lyrics

[Intro: Sean Paul]
Well, easy, well, yuh done know seh we make it on a cheesy
Sean-a-peesy, the girls dem over breezy
Longside the 50 Cent, yo
Now some bwoy like dem take to the extent, yo

[Chorus: Sean Paul]
Some bwoy fi check it, jerk off badness and dat nuh make it
Madness and a we got ready fi know how fi select it
Time fi get it, life is a gift, nuh badda wreck it
But some likkle yute dem don't get it
Some bwoy fi check it, jerk off badness and dat nuh make it
Madness and a we got ready fi know how fi select it
Time fi get it, life is a gift, nuh badda wreck it
50 Cent, Sean da Paul, dem a tell dem who fi check it

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
They said they ready, but I know for sure they not ready
Go against the grain and for sure you gon' get it
Four-fifth pop, you drop, get deaded
Flee the crime scene, nah'mean? I forget it
When real rude boys pop up they don't want credit
If niggas know you did it then police know you did it
Whenever drama come a real soldier don't set it
If it's beef, dead it, big money, bet it
In your brain, I'll embed it
Don't fuck with 50 or Sean Paul
I got 50 soldiers on call ready to brawl
Gangsta, semi-autos, to spray at targets
To niggas that don't know, well, we finish the cartridge, yeah
[Verse 2: Sean Paul]
If you check it deeply you gonna see
Nuff a dem a pull up like bad man but dem a wannabe
See dem all a front up inna di club, dem a look pon me
But dem grow empty, no artilery, yo
Positive, negative and dem cyaan hold di stress
Live get tripe and dem a run up inna mess
When tings pop off, some a di fuss fi get decked
Sooner dem haffi know dem cyaan hold di flex

[Chorus: Sean Paul]
Send dem fi check it, jerk off badness and dat nuh make it
Madness and a we got ready fi know how fi select it
Time fi get it, life is a gift, nuh badda wreck it
50 Cent, him a tell dem fi check it, yo

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Let's get money, niggas like my style, I'm chipped up
Still I won't hesitate to shoot your whip up
Gully, I got guns, chromes and black ones
Snub noses, long joints, you might want to pack one
With all the bullshit goin' on in the hood
You need to be holdin' somethin', shit it's on in the hood
Get your ass beat up, stabbed and shot up
Niggas'll tear your fuckin' block up over some product
[Chorus: Sean Paul]
Send dem fi check it, jerk off badness and dat nuh make it
Madness and a we got ready fi know how fi select it
Time fi get it, life is a gift, nuh badda wreck it
50 Cent, him a tell dem fi check it, yo