Rotten Apple lyrics

(50 Cent)
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
Now Nelly told you how them country boys talk
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