50 Cent Beat
Lyrics documented Recording unresolved
A killshot verse over a 50 Cent-type beat — all bark, no action, from the other guys.
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Lyrics
Verse
Haters think they fuckin' with the white...
Boy, you ain't woof at me — all bark, no action.
You bitches talk like you the captain,
but you lackin' what I'm packin' —
you ratchet simpletons always pass out
when I'm takin' shots at your nagging.
Speech so fuckin' ratchet. You some bullies — I'm the answer.
Killshot, you in my crosshairs:
one drop and wiggas all dead.
Yeah, I said "privilege" — for what, actors?
You ain't real, ain't just all scared.
You dead as soon as y'all fear.
Original lyric sheet (PDF) → The dated Samsung Notes sheet this song was written on.
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