50 Cent I don't need 'em Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
It is what it is man
Uh huh

[Verse 1]
Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the crime scene taped off
It started out a robbery, they blew half his face off
They seen him shinin', course full of diamonds he bought
Grindin', his foot slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin'
The D's came through, asked the n____s if they knew what happened
Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin'
Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me
They put me in a line up last time and they arrested me
When it come to cookin' c__e, they know I got the recipe
I turn a quarter to a half, thats why they mess with me
I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks
A little weed, a little X, a little H, a little crack
Figure, I push it to the limit, take this s___ to the max
Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat
Calm, in my palm, fully loaded fire arm
First to let off, last to run, everytime its on

[Chorus]
I tell n____s to suck my d___
Get the f___ out my face
Cause I don't need 'em
Cause they're never around
When I'm down
Shot and I'm bleedin'

[50 Cent]
What, n____s yeah
Is there a m________in' problem n____
Oh yeah
That's what I thought so, p____

[Verse 2]
n____s be talkin' about me, they always callin' me crazy
f___ them O.G. n____s, they stuck in the eighties
Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', now you know thats a lie
n____ you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly
I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my mind
Queens n____ put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime
When I say move, n____ move or get caught in the cross fire
Up a fence runnin, cut my f___in' hand on a barb wire
s___s crazy, just a different day, its the same s___
Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole f___in' brain split
They sit, they see me in the Ashton Martin
What's the matter, they can't get that Hoopty started
Thought they was grindin', well g______ where that money at
Thought you was f___ed, cause you was lettin' paper stack
You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, you's a busta
I don't trust ya, I shoulda sent n____s to touch ya

[Chorus]
I tell n____s to suck my d___
Get the f___ out my face
Cause I don't need 'em
Cause they're never around
When I'm down
Shot and I'm bleedin'

[Outro]
What?
Who said they gonna do somethin' to me
You must be out your rabbid a__ mind