[Intro: 50 Cent]
It's 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50
Break it down
I got a lot of living to do before I die
And I ain't got tyme to waste
Let's make it

[50 Cent]
You said you a gansta but you neva pop nuttin'
You said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You ain't a friend of mine, (huh)
You ain't no kin of mine, (nah)
What makes you think that I won't run up on you with tha nine
We do this all tha tyme, right now we on tha grind
So hurry up and cop and go we selling nicks and dimes
Shorty she so fyne, I gotta make her mine
A ass like dat gotta be one of a kind
I crush 'em everytime, punch 'em with every line
I'm fuckin with they mind
I make 'em press rewind
They know they can't shine if I'm around the rhyme
Been on parole since 94 cause I commit tha crime
I send you my line, I did it three ta nine
If D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes

[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]
You said you a gangsta
But you neva pop nuttin
You said you a wanksta
And you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership
But you neva cop nuttin'
You been hustlin a long tyme

Sing with the song of 50 Cent, Wanksta lyrics!

And you ain't got nuttin

[Verse 2]
Damn Homie, in highschool you was tha man, homie
What tha fuck happened to you?
I got tha sickest vendetta when it come to tha chedda
nigga you play wit my paper, you gonna meet my berretta
Now shorty think I'ma sweat her, sippin on amaretto
I'm livin once than deada, I know I can do betta
She look good but I know she after my chedda
She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I ain't gonna let her
Be easy, start some bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in tha club doin' the same ol' two step
Guerilla unit cuz they say we bugged out
Cuz we don't go nowhere without totes we thugged out

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 3]
Me I'm no mobsta, me I'm no gangsta
Me I'm no hitman, me I'm jus me, me
Me I'm no wanksta, me I'm no acta
But it's me you see on your TV
Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk greasy
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
If you play me close, fo sho I'm gonna pop my heat
Niggas sayin they goin murder' 50, how?
We ridin 'round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow
What you know about AK's and AR 15's?
Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and em phines, huh

[Chorus 2X]

50 cent

Artist Information

Name:	Curtis James Jackson III.
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