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I Don't Need 'Em
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 off 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 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' coke, 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**t 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 to suck my d*ck
Get the fk 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, yeah
Is there a mothafkin' problem nigg*
Oh yeah
That's what I thought so, p*ssy
Verse 2
be talkin' about me, they always callin' me crazy
fk them O.G. , they stuck in the eighties
Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', now you know thats a lie
nigg* you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly
I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my mind
Queens nigg* put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime
When I say move, nigg* move or get caught in the cross fire
Up a fence runnin, cut my fkin' hand on a barb wire
crazy, just a different day, its the same s**t
Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole fkin' 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 godd*mn where that money at
Thought you was fked, 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 to touch ya
Chorus
I tell to suck my d*ck
Get the fk 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 as* mind
fk around and kill one of these
