Clue 50 Lyrics by 50 Cent

Clue 50 Lyrics

    Yeah nigga
    We gonna smoke this motherfucker right here, right
    We gonna smoke this shit
    And I'ma drink a lot a water
    And I'ma take Golden Seal, so my PO don't find out
    I'm smoking this shit, aight?

    Yo, niggas wouldn't rob Frankie if they had the chance
    Wasn't cause of him it was cause of his man Lance
    Frankie cut crack
    Lance hold the Mac
    If fiends fuck with Frankie's pac's
    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?"
    I'm 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
    I'm like "Nah, I ain't paying for that! Nigga, shoot it back"
    Niggas lookin at me like I'm crazy, they shook
    I don't 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 don't make me rush you, nigga
    Shoot that nigga, 50!

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