Wanksta Remix lyrics

Wanksta Remix lyrics

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Send "Wanksta Remix" Ringtone to your Cell 50 Cent feat. Flipmode Squad Wanksta (Remix) We on the highest temperature level of the fucking pressure cooker Blowing niggas tops, what? Flipmode up in this bitch, The Rulership Movement nigga Check it, let me talk, check it, check it [Busta Rhymes] There`s only one God sonny, and there ain`t no replacement And anybody thinkin different jus get locked in the basement You know we had to touch the beat cuz the track is dope, nigga And throw some bullet`s at you the size of cantaloupes, nigga A lotta niggas rollin around like they can`t get touched Even the pope know to stay in bullet proof Benz trucks Flipmode up in this bitch, ya niggas know we on fire We hang niggas like old sneakers from telephone wires [Rampage] Puerto Rican mami`s call me Papi Cuz they see me in the hood, poppin wheelies on my Kawasaki Yo they can`t stop me, Ramp yo, I`m kinda cocky I`ll break your fucking ribs like I`m playing ice hockey Bigger than life, extort the game, critically acclaimed Smack you in your face with my chain Now I`m ready to go to war like Saddam Hussein Everybody in the industry know my squad`s name [Chorus 1: Busta Rhymes] Yo we jus an idiot, and we here to merge somethin You know what chu dealing with, you know we here to hurt somethin So stop with the stupid shit, cuz it ain`t even worth frontin Hope you know that you could really end up in the earth cuzin [50 Cent] We do this all the time, right now we on the grind So hurry up and cop and go selling nicks and dimes Shorty she`s so fine, I gotta make her mine A ass like dat gotta be one of a kind I crush `em every time, punch `em with every line I`m fuckin with they mind, I make `em press rewind They know they can`t shine if I`m around the rhyme Been on parole since ninety four cuz I commit the crime I say you on my line, I did it three ta nine If D`s ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes [Chorus 2: 50 Cent] You say you a gangsta but you neva pop nuttin We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin You go to the dealership but you neva cop nuttin You been hustlin a long time and you ain`t got nuttin [Baby Sham] I know your man, he says that you the bitch stuntin You don`t know how the gun cock to reach somethin Yeah, I see ya face in ya grill But it`s your conscience itchin to tell you the squad love a mil Like a forest field, we hunt ta god, it`s surreal Flipmode, cop boy, get your weight up for real, get at `em [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2] [50 Cent] Damn homie, in highskewl you was the man, homie What the fuck happened to you? I got the sickest vendetta, when it come to the chedda Nigga you play wit my paper, you gon meet my berretta Now shorty think I`ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta I`m hit once than deada, I know I can do betta She look good but I know she after my chedda She tryna get in my pockets homie and I ain`t gon let her Be easy, start some bullshit ya get your whole crew wet We in the club doin the same ol` two step Guerrilla Unit cuz, they say we bugged out Cuz we don`t go nowhere without toast, we thugged out [Chorus 2 - repeat 2x] [50 Cent] Ah ha! Send " Wanksta Remix" Ringtone to your Cell Wanksta Remix lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Wanksta Remix lyrics @ ELyrics | Wanksta Remix lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Wanksta Remix lyrics @ Songlyrics | Wanksta Remix lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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