Complicated Lyrics
I see a nigger saw my first sixty is to lean on
A weak nigger eating in my hood, nigger so poor that one can be, man
These niggers ain’t supposed to be eating, yo, the street is sweet and low
I have light and it was all good( lights on)
50 cent, I’m back to get you in the mood for love,
I’m back to get you in the mood for the snug and gloves
Dopin’, morphine, cocaine, dilemma
Crank came to crook and a bad boy I’m a chemist
Fuckin’ , poppin’, I strip at club dead, watch the hetch metrocity of red, read all I read
You got a nice get me going, you’ve been hot a few summers
But I got the kind of flow that will stop the world hunger
SK, I got nothing but energy, call me 50, call me Ferrari, the remedy.
How you’ve been? In case you hater don’t remember me
I happen to be what this rap niggers just pretend to be
Hater, and you won’t be enough, you got to finish me
All through the time, this time I’m not afraid
It’s full of shame and your ass go blind
Thumbs up, you fuck, go learn to gap yourself.
Don’t make me(x3)
You seem so complicated
Don’t make me(x3)
Show yourself, don’t make me fuck you up.
Listen, a bitch on the box ain’t missing, I’m near, somebody sells running down pimpin’
I’m right in reality, it sounds harsh, don’t try to get with me, you sound wash
I ain’t nigga fighting back the sasquatch, what kind of shit is that, this only happens in rap
This nigga’s so thick that makes my spin growl, I hope I ain’t the last real nigger all over the world
I ain’t stuck to the chains, the way you spin it, cry leanin’, clauthces for the ends of men hymn.
I’m top four, oh, Lord, if I ain’t no better I won’t think nigger push roll
It feels like it’s never gonna stop, the nigga’s so hot, I may spin for ever on top
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For ever ever? For ever and a drop. You can’t tell I got no luck. Bitch.
Don’t make me(x3)
You seem so complicated
Don’t make me(x3)
Show yourself, don’t make me fuck you up.
