50 Cent That Gangsta Shit Lyrics

[50 Cent - Talking]
Yeah, n____s talkin all that gangsta s___
Actin like my money ain't no good in the hood, you know what I mean?
f___in head blown off n____, you know?

[Chorus x2]
They, they talkin that
That gangsta s___
They ain't about that
Man matter of fact
Hand me my strap
Show me where they at
I'll stop 'em from talkin like that

[50 Cent]
I'm the talk to hit every barbershop and beauty salon
Cause these other n____s that rap ain't on the s___ that I'm on
Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a gat
Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in the Mack
But when I come through, shh... the talkin stop
My money long now, I can make the Pope get shot
Now, we can blow an hour talkin bout the stones I rock
All the hoes I got, cause he stunts in the drop
Now, naw, you love the kids, 50 on that killa s___
That been mobbed the bad man, b____y as gorilla s___
I'm markin my music like diesel on the block
So if you with me you gon' eat and you gon' starve if you not
Weed smokers love me like they love Buddha
I'll send your kids through the shooter, Crip n____s love me like they love Hoova
They tell me see careful good, cause n____s wanna see like you
They ain't used to a G like you, BLAM!

[Chorus]

[Young Buck]
You think you a killer but we gon just pay 'em a visit
Put the potato in the barrel so nobody hear it
I keep a holster on my shoulder like I'm John Wayne
Shootin these n____s lights out like Lebron James
Holla my name, gimme a reason to see you bleedin
After you feel these hollow tips, n____, then we eatin
Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the chamber
Ain't nothin like when you get popped and don't know who to blame-a
n____ told me, 'Do your dirt all by your lonely'
So I go hit them n____s 'fore 50 couldn't even hold me
I'm waitin, anticipatin to put a n____ under
Smokin like we some Jamaicans f___in with this ganja
Ride with no hesitation, retaliation is a must
Bad as I want to, some s___ I just don't discuss
So point him out and watch how I knock him off
Everywhere you b____es go, I got a n____ watchin y'all, m_________er!

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]
Come on, n____, I ain't here to make no friends, just cut the checks
I got a long pump that'll put your stupid a__ up in steps
Beggin n____s don't understand though
Probably cause my hand glow when I'm anticipatin the lambo
Lean out my bucket for n____s thinkin they Rambo
You get one warnin so I suggest you let your man know
These rap n____s portray to be tough, nobody acting soft
'Til they laid out in the hospital, eatin applesauce
Usually for yappin off and turn apologetic
Waving a white flag, the danger they might have
My n____s buyin so much ammo
If you reach in the couch for loose change, you'll probably feel on the handle
Holdin sixteens to get your bandages and broke bones
So I suggest you get alarm systems in both homes
There's only one team on top, we number one with a glock
f___ around and get your dumb a__ SHOT!

[Chorus]