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50 Cent - Waksta Mixed Nlv Presents Ditching The Club At 3am To Chill Lyrics

[Intro]
Woo, yeah
It's 50 AKA Ferrari F-50
Break it down
I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste
Let's make it

[Refrain]
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'

[Verse 1]
You ain't a friend of mine (Yeah), you ain't no kin of mine (C'mon)
What makes you think that I won't run up on you with a 9? (Uh-huh)
We do this all the time (What?), right now we on the grind (Yeah)
So hurry up and cop and go, we sellin' nicks and dimes (Uh-huh)
Shorty, she so fine, I gotta make her mine
An ass like that gotta be one of a kind (Woo)
I crush 'em every time, punch 'em with every line
I'm fuckin' with they mind, I make 'em press rewind
They know they can't shine if I'm around to rhyme
Been on parole since '94 'cause I commit the crime
I send you my line, I did a three-to-nine
The D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin' dimes
[Chorus]
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nothin'
You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nothin'
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin'
You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nothin'

[Interlude]
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)

[Verse 2]
This ain't no slime, but we slizzy (Slizzy)
These niggas cappin', all kizzy (What else?)
Pop me a Perc', now I'm dizzy (Uh-huh)
You know I'm the king of my city (What else?)
Bitch, I got bank like I'm Bizzy (Uh-huh)
Still got grams on the skizzy (What else?)
All my opps ratted, they rizzy (What else?)
Free all my demons, no kizzy
Uh, we catch an opp and he runnin' like Ricky (Uh-huh)
Squeeze on the clip 'til it's empty (What else?)
Bitch, I'm a killer, don't tempt me (What else?)
Can't let a bitch nigga get me (What else?)
Dior when I walk in the spizzy (Uh-huh)
Fuck with my ex 'cause she miss me (What else?)
My bitch throw it back like she Nicki (Nicki)
Get rich off these racks, call her Icky
She call me Stack, call me Stizzy (Uh-huh)
Be where I'm at 'cause I'm litty (What else?)
At the club, might go buy her her titties (Uh-huh)
I'm icy, she lick me (What else?)
How come a nigga, it's Fendi (Uh-huh)
Know she see me with 650 (What else?)
Roll in the spot, I'm bending (What else?)
That shit there seven-fifty
Uh, yeah, she call me Stack, call me Stizzy (Uh-huh)
I'ma gets that, I'm a gizzy (What else?)
You ain't stuntin', you a wizzy (What else?)
Shit on you niggas, you pissy (What else?)
I cannot lack, keep a blicky (What else?)
I cannot lack, keep it with me (What else?)
First I'ma pop me a thizzy (Uh-huh)
Then I'ma fuck on a thizzy