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Some information about Life s On The Line Nobody Likes Me Lyrics Title: 50 Cent - Life s On The Line Nobody Likes Me lyrics Artist: 50 Cent Album: Power Of The Dollar Visitors: 4 visitors have visited Life s On The Line Nobody Likes Me Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. (Verse 1) Nobody likes me... Nobody likes me But that s ok Cuz I don t like yall anyway An I don t like yall anyway Yo! My watch talk for me My whip talk for me My gat talk for me BLAW! what up homie The bitches who don t know me They wanna blow me Cuz the shit I floss with be sayin everything for me I came into rap humbly I don t give a fuck now I ll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown The coke price go up Cats just come down The D s run in my crib I m nowhere to be found Niggas who hustle for me They don t even stash cracks They keep it on em Right there in they ass crack I don t like a nigga I don t pretend to I ll Have the paramedics wrappin Your fuckin head like a Hindu Look I ain t goin nowhere So be used to me OG s look at me An see I m what they used to be I m that nigga that sold coke The nigga that sold dope The nigga that shot dice Went broke an sold soap The thug that pop shit The thug that pop myth s The thug that went from 3 1/2 To a whole brick Nigga ain t in his right mind Goin against me My bitches pray at the words That make a blind man see (Hook) Scream Muurdaaa I don t believe you Muurdaaa Fuck around an leave you Muurdaaa I don t believe you Murdamurda Your life s on the line Ya ll niggas don t Want no parts of me I m tryin to figure out How ya ll started me You gon make me Catch you on a late night Pop shots with the fifth Then slide off in the six (Verse 2) I m not a marksman while sparkin So I spray random Not a pretty nigga But my moms think I m handsome I hate to hear he say She say shit Unless he say She says She on my dick It s no coincidence Niggas who fuck wit me Get shot up (blawblaw) I ll do a Cali-style- Drive byan tear your block up You soft duke You puttin up a crazy front I stay wit the mack Them niggas tried to blaze me once In the hood they re like "Damn!" "50 really spit it on em." "You heard that shit?" "Yeah50 really shitted on em." Beefyou don t want none So don t start none You just a small playa in this game Play your partson (Hook) Scream Muurdaaa I don t believe you Muurdaaa Fuck around an leave you Muurdaaa I don t believe you Murdamurda Your life s on the line (Verse 3) These cats always Escape reality when they rhyme That s why they write about bricks An only dealt with dimes Leave it to them An they say they got a fast car Nascar Truck with a crash bar An TV s in the dashPa See them in the five Wit stock rims I just laughPa I catch stunts When I ain t tryin I ain t lyin I sip Don P til I spit up Keep my wrist lit up Get out of line I ll get you hit up Now if you say my name In your rhymes You better watch what you say You get carried away You could get shot An carried away Now here s a list of MC s That could kill you in eight bars 50ummm.... Jay-Z and Nas I ma say this shit now An never again We ain t buddies We ain t partners An we damn sure ain t friends The games you playin You get killed like that Actin like you all hard You ain t built like that See mewhen you see me nigga What! What! (Hook) Scream Muurdaaa I don t believe you Muurdaaa Fuck around an leave you Muurdaaa I don t believe you Murdamurda Your life s on the line Ya ll niggas don t Want no parts of me I m tryin to figure out How ya ll started me You gon make me Catch you on a late night Pop shots with the fifth Then slide off in the six Hottest songs from 50 Cent : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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