Rotten Apple Lyrics

I'm on parole, I used to be on probaaaaaation

I'm with my gun I get full coporaaaaaation

I tell you "take it off" no hesitaaaaaation

Nigga you play around, I lay you down

That's how it's goin' down

Don't play wit' me, I don't have patieeeeeents

My headachin', and I need my medicaaaaaaation

Niggaz be hatin', they don't know what they faaaaaacin'

Nigga you play around, I lay you down

That's how it's goin' down

I be in court throwin' signs like I'm a maaaaaason

Nigga witness against me, I'ma eraaaaaase 'em

If they try an runaway, I'ma chaaaaaaase 'em

Now with the pound, and I'm a lay 'em down

That's how it's goin' down

[Chorus]

Better watch how you talk

Better watch where you walk

On the streets of New York

That's how we get down

22's on the jeep

Somthin' deep in the seat

When we creep wit the heat

That's how we get down

[50 Cent]

Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk

Stick up kids don't live long in New York

Fuck around and catch the wrong jukes on the street

Get caught slippin', then get hit wit' like three

In every hood in the US, I'm that nigga they feelin'

Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villan

I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin' right

Teachin' the hoodrats what Cristal taste like

I put 60 on wrist, 12 on my fist, 100 on my neck

We in the hood nigga schemin', what you expect?

My S on 22's leave ya hos confuuuuuused

On the track ready to choose, like "Daddy we want you"

My love live ain't change, the shorties still hug me

Bullet wound in my face, and bitches still love me

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I came to teach you how we put it down in New York

That's how we get down

[Chorus]

Better watch how you talk

Better watch where you walk

On the streets of New York

That's how we get down

22's on the jeep

Somthin' deep in the seat

When we creep wit the heat

That's how we get down

[50 Cent]

In the city, a young buck'll tell you how the mac spit

O.G. give 'em the word, you gonna get yo' ass hit

I don't know why niggaz like to talk bad about me

I'm the richest nigga they know without a G.E.D.

Man it could be the money, it could be the ice

It could be they'd like to be me and can't live my life

You should here they be sayin' man "50 be flippin'"

"Shot my man over 7 grams, that nigga be trippin'"

I know death is promised, I don't fear gettin' murked

It's when a nigga half-way killa ya homie, it hurts

Now we can hit the club and get it crunked

Or you could start some shit, and I could hit you with

the pump, you can have it how you want

But I know you like my style (Uh-Huh)

Ya like how I break it down, wanna get rich?

I'll show you how, take this pack, pump these pieces

That's how we get down

[Chorus]

Better watch how you talk

Better watch where you walk

On the streets of New York

That's how we get down

22's on the jeep

Somthin' deep in the seat

When we creep wit the heat

That's how we get down

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