45 Cent - "Quick Wit Da Heat" |
45, 45 Cent, Yo, here we go, gonna talk about some real shit. Motherfucker. No duckin no dodgin, no dodgin no duckin from these lil ass bullets that my enemy\'s be bustin got a bulletproof body and a armored reputation call yo moms to bail you out while yo at da station cuz u cant do no damage to a gangsta like me ooooooooooooooh check da beat! Im on top of my game, im stealin all yo fame so quit guessin whos to blame while you live yo life of shame shame on you for livin the way that you choose to do you aint a gangsta, so why you try to fake it get yo nose out my bizness BIAAAATCH! before i break it. so why you gotta hate on me, like im yo enemy well im not tryin to hear dat see im 45 CENT the master of mayhem have a little taste of how my bullets be sprayin (gunshots) now how did that feel, you dont look to good got a divet in yo head and blood squirten out yo skull told you not to fuck with a mothafuckin gangsta but you did, you thought that i was a pranksta now your off to da morgue in a plastic bag you fought for the rap game that you never had BUT I STILL HOLD THE TITLE IM 45CENT YO! Dont have a problem smokin all you hoes Im quick to take a life.. it really dont matter if you keep talkin shit, your rains im gonna splatter on the walls, on the street, in yo house, when i creep keep fuckin wit me ima bury you six feet and these rhymes are true, i was spittin rhymes before your motha had you HOLD UP! Here they come again, some punk mothafuckas want thier lives to end so im quick wit da heat and it goes like dis quick wit da heat and it goes like this and it goes like this and it goes like this and it goes like 45, 45 cent, 45, 45cent on top of my game ON TOP OF THE WHOLE GAME! 45 oh no 45 45 cent 45 dont be fuckin with me i done told yall to back off stay outta my face (biatch) stay outta my kool aid peace 45cent out. |