50 Cent - Rowdy Rowdy lyrics

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50 Cent - Rowdy Rowdy lyrics

[50 Cent] Yo LA n***az are the rowdy n***az New Orleans n***az is rowdy n***a D.C. n***az is some rowdy n***az New York n***az is the f**ing wildest n***a Yo, your man could have ran when I rubbed him but he froze Son I ain't even rock him to sleep, the n***a dozed The b**h could have helped you get rich, but she sold now you heartbroke, that's what you get for lovin them hoes An ill flow with no beat, is incomplete, it's like a stickup kid runnin round without no heat, it like a fifth with no kick a fiend with no hit, a willie with no wit A bad b**h that won't blow dick It's like a rollie with no ice, a gamblin spot with no dice Like f**in supermodel b**hes and not bustin off twice I murda any mic device, for the right price, I'm nice I only say tthings once, never twice, dont f** with me [Chorus: 50 Cent] St. Louis n***az is rowdy rowdy Cleveland n***az is bout it bout it 50 cent ain't gonna k** ya n***a, don't get doubted Got your gun, well don't leave home without it The Memphis n***az is rowdy rowdy Them Shytown n***az is bout it bout it They'll k** you and act like they don't know sh** about it Leave your body somewhere where no one can find it [50 Cent] Now if I pull out the gat and just push your wig back I bet n***az will stand around sayin "Damn who did that?" I'm the type n***a to dare you to touch the ? I'm the type to borrow your gat and wont give the sh** back Im F to the I - F -T - Y - C - E - N - T Caress the a** gently, and back up Bentleys You thought she was pimpin, son I was in the Hamptons in a heart shaped hot tub with the b**h flappin I plan to take over New York and start expandin Was Bob Marley singin about tex when he sung "I'm Jammin'" n***a f** with my cash and I'ma blast yo' a** Smash the glock out the stash in the dash in ?? Flee in a flash, lay low let time go past If you survive the shots I'ma find yo' a** Put the gat to your head and remind your a** I ain't playin with you, I want my money motherf**er [Chorus] [50 Cent] Yo, some n***a just shot the block up dog, word? He had the same sh** you got on dog, word? I know you done did it so get the f** up outta hear, ya heard? I run with n***az that spray and strip and say that sh** You won't let us pump on your block, f** it, we makin it hot I'm that n***a that call the shots, with the iced out watch From the cordless cell phone, and the baby blue drop I got a lot of hungry n***az with me straight from the street Cause these three n***az are startin to look like something to eat They got watches on they wrist that cost like 60 thousand My n***az live in section eight of public housing They murder you and keep sh** low cause n***az heard of you [Chorus 2X]