50 Cent - Follow Me Lyrics:
Yeah, Sha, you ready? Drop that
Ferrari F 50 style baby
I`ma show `em how I do it
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit

I keep hearin` ni**as is happy, the D`s come, ni**as wit guns
When I`m out on bail, ridin` wit` some new ones
Big got hit in that passenger seat, Pac got hit in that passenger seat
Now I`m ridin` `round in that passenger seat

Come near the whip, I`m blastin` my heat
It don`t take long, for my juvenile delinquent thinkin` to sink in
The consequences mean nothin`, those semi auto`s is bustin`
Crack sellin`, predicate villain, spit big words but I can`t spell `em

Put a shot in your Mellon
That`ll keep your punk ass from tellin`
That I got that nine and that fo`-fo`, the H2 on double fours
Bullet proof windows and doors, gangsta how `bout yours

Southside tatted on my back
My last gun shipment got the whole hood strapped
Now all I got is two 380`s and a nine
Ni**a you can knock and tell the cops but you`re dyin`

You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa

You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You could be a Blood or a Crip
Ni**a, bitch follow me

Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You`re thicker than water

Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You could be a Blood or a Crip
Ni**a, bitch follow me

I used to chill in the hood, to support the fiends
But now I`m eatin` caviar instead of pork and beans
I`m in the money green 7-45, with 7 shots in the fo` five
Y`all ni**as wanna die?

I got a love affair, wit` violence and guns
So this is for them gangstas, rep` where you from
When I got O`d up, my heart turned colder
That`s why the mac react like a king cobra

Now I`m jumpin` out of Rovers, in Gucci loafers
Y`all ni**as wanna stun? I`ll bury you c**kroaches
Gimme one year, in this industry
I`ll buy enough guns to declare war on a small country

You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa

You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You could be a Blood or a Crip
Ni**a, bitch follow me

Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You`re thicker than water

Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You could be a Blood or a Crip
Ni**a, bitch follow me

Still walk around wit` the hammer boss rope and a cross
Hard times`ll make a lil` ni**a hate Santa Claus
Your mountains is high, holdin` in Diana Ross
I`m like a 2003 banana Porsche

I don`t gotta hide sluts, to get your ties cut
They on my dick, `cause I make groupies set off a fire truck
My team in the cutt, packin` middle things
I got more foreign shooters than the Sacramento Kings

It`s 8 class karats in the border
I poke holes in plastic, to avoid a vaginal disorder
I`m a savage on your daughter, she ain`t in the college dorm
Then I guess I`m squirtin` on the cabin that you bought her

I`m a heavy weed smoker, so the average is a quarter
Brown colored from s**t, he established in the water
You got Banks on your jersey, you part of my fan base
Just `cause you pour syrup on s**t, don`t make it pancakes

You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa

You`re thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wizzy wa
You could be a Blood or a Crip
Ni**a, bitch follow me

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