Chorus - 50 say Im grimey, Im greasy I a 187 look easy Fuck that, I lay my murder down Push me nigga, see Im about
[Verse 1 - 50 I was a snotty nose, head, dirtbomb nigga Sayin I cant wait till I get a little Half the niggas me, bumpin' my head Thinkin' I wish I had a gun I fill a nigga with Took a kitchen knife, Im poke me a nigga Wishin' I had a gun so I could smoke me a Sold my first five quarter gram in the alley Where Bizzy had the and Kev had the caddy Now those were the days, where crime pay 9 spray, got the fuck out the way The shootout, the The bricks went fast, robberies went bad, niggas got Niggas Drew granpa kid Came through and Ms Leak in the head why I got a gun so I can get down for mine You need that, out on the grind all the
[Chorus - 50 They say Im grimey, Im I make a 187 easy that, I lay my murder game down Push me nigga, see what Im
say Im grimey, Im greasy I make a 187 look Fuck that, I lay my murder game me nigga, see what Im about
[Verse 2 - 50 It was kangos, caselli shades, boombers and brades Do rags on the waist, knuckles, switch blades E-mass to get paid, new shells to get Hood rats to get layed, money to get Yeah, I had a dream I was rich up broke, gun in my hand Sayin' "Damn!" this dope cost 60 a Have to find me a nigga, line me a And say "Give it up kid, I put one in ya wig" Picture me thirsty, round foamin' out the mouth "I dont get on" Im'a lay a nigga out Now diamonds are beautiful, pearls are I hit ya in ya bitch, go for ya necklace Im so wreckless, I the semi drunk off henny Wipe your blood off the shines run and em to Benny Fuck with me, ya know Boo Boo get bizzy
- 50 Cent] They say Im grimey, Im I a 187 look easy Fuck that, I lay my murder game Push me nigga, see Im about
say Im grimey, Im greasy I make a 187 easy Fuck that, I lay my murder game Push me nigga, see Im about
3 - 50 Cent] I gave Jus a 50 ask him If I cut niggas in Bedford ask him If I bucked niggas Four fifth they me Boo Boo, the accident baby Hennysee and Cocaine, remedies made me My eyes dont cry, Im a fatherless Got my ass whooped in Spotford but never now When my name in ya mouth, better how you talk Send yo punk ass to therapy to how to walk I a clip Ill hit ya hip Im take shit how the esse's play, for that s.s.k Your probably heard through the vine, Im good out Watts Bulletproof shit, through the Compton blocks Im the beast the east, but I play on the west In the by myself with my gun and my vest And you niggas best be on your best I was bread for this shit, front Im'a ya
[Chorus - 50 They say Im grimey, Im I make a 187 look Fuck that, I lay my murder down me nigga, see what Im about
They say Im grimey, Im I make a 187 easy that, I lay my murder game down Push me nigga, see Im about