- Votes:
- Composers:
- Stephen William Anderson
- Fred Scruggs
- Tyron Taylor
- Kirk Jones
- Bruce Sandlin
- Harry Scorzo
 
- See also:
50 Cent - React lyrics
{Ladies and gentlemen
 Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}
 Kill it in the club, baby show some love
 My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts
 To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
 Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
 Kill it in the club, baby show some love
 My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts
 To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
 Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
 Real thug shit unplugged
 Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust
 Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes
 And got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looks alive
 To cloak? No leaks in gun smoke
 Here to get those, snakes get it the most
 G's overdose, we wreck toast to deaf notes
 Tech blows, I only put a hole in your leg so
{Ladies and gentlemen}
 It's going on right now
 Official nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down
 Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen
 Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'
 You got in the way, sorry to say
 You shoulda known, shinin' on sonsee's not in the day
 All the niggaz in my zone, my close affiliates
 Be rippin' it illin' it adrenaline spendin' and killin' shit
 Kill it in the club, baby show some love
 My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts
 To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
 Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
 Kill it in the club, baby show some love
 My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts
 To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
 Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
 Yo, yo
 I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit
 Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit
 Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist
 Empty the safe, hit em with the lock he caught a stray shot
 Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish
 I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this
 Twenty two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs
 Goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms
 The shit'll happen so fast, the gut blast left his brains on the glass
 In a dash I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash
 The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time
 Son some crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind
 Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine, fuck him
 He didn't listen told him give me the shine
 The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me
 The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was fifty
 Kill it in the club, baby show some love50 Cent - React - http://motolyrics.com/50-cent/react-lyrics.html
 My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts
 To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
 Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
 Kill it in the club, baby show some love
 My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts
 To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
 Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
 Fuck the rap skit, X and the drug complex
 When convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice
 Life in the drain niggaz money's got my gold chain thicker
 Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga
 From coast to coast I keep the toast
 My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze
 Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless
 Your heart pump piss, regardless if you a thug or rap artist
 I seen death, almost died twice tonight
 Sell my own mother out if the price is right
 I hate life, gimme the lock
 About to join biggie and 'pac and you comin' like it or not
 G E T off me! let me go, don't hold me back
 Where my real thugs at? Baby throw ya gut
 Sticky fingaz, from out your darkest fears
 I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs
 Kill it in the club, baby show some love
 My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts
 To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
 Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
 Kill it in the club, baby show some love
 My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts
 To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
 Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
 Killin' it
 Killin' it
 Kill it in the club, baby show some love
 My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts
 To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
 Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
 Kill it in the club, baby show some love
 My real thugs, where you at? Baby throw ya guts
 To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
 Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
 Killin' it
 {Ladies and gentlemen
 Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}
 Word up yo, official nast'
 Gettin' cream, onyx, we move with the many crews
 We let you know right now, we shuttin' shit down
 Nine eight, word up get your shit straight
 You think your shit hot? Stick your shit up
 What? Bring yo' shit to the club
 Bring yo' heat to the street
 Official nast', shuttin' shit down, what?
 {Ladies and gentlemen
 Welcome aboard official nasty airlines, flight one eighty eight}








