I fall you'll be watching over me, watching over me, watching over me. I feel that if I fall you'll be watching over me, watching over me, watching over me
Now keep it movin, move around, get off me Now keep it movin, move around, get off me (bip) Now keep it movin, move around, get off me (bip) Now keep
t play When it come down to you or me, it won't be me Got quick hands, call me "Quick Draw", I'll draw first Hit ya, loosen up your head, watch your shit
My niggas gave me love my niggas gave me dubs My niggas watch me come up from a motherfuckin' scrub Verse Six: {E. Vicious} So it's gonna be like that me
creep nigga watch out for the B.G. Chopper City posse nigga, and we roll deep 4 deep in the black on black Caprice [B.G.] Slangin is my thang man, I'
To greab the K and let it spray, put an end to a nigga life My nigga TD gettin' high wit' me Out that 13, straped up he ride or die wit' me I was in the
' of condos Maybe I could get a condo if I keep my nose closed [Mannie Fresh (talking)] Keep your nose closed, ya heard me (ya heard me, ya heard me)
bang mine Never leave a witness alive to testify I-Identify, point the finger at me Never get the chance to tell the judge, it was me Man I threw him
seeing me, up in the industry Acting fool, thinking that i`m playing Your foolish for believing them Girl if i`m your man, it's me or them Thats what
and stay high up from tiger shots, we played wrestle before, nelsons and body Shots, oh, excited like we're, until we're "gatti bots", look at her booty, man, got me on body watch
u like europen cars take take a look at my garage make make a week of no menage me in the middle and your legs to the side It's easy man Belive me man
Cent] I move the keys, they call me the piano man I'm classically trained nobody do it better man I do my thang with me and my beretta man I got that
boyfriend I'm your homie. [Chorus] [50 Cent] (Yeah) What would fuck me up more Watching her lick her lips Or watching her walk she hypnotize me with her hips (yeah) man
mamma crib and let yo ass look for me [gun shots] [Outro: Tony Yayo] Me for myself i gotta watch my back extra because Those niggas that like me [music
You heard me New York? [Tony Yayo:] New York City whats up? [50 Cent:] We from the gutter [Tony Yayo:] We takin' over [Funkmaster Flex:] Heres what we gonna do My man
man, dunk on ya head now you on a poster man. Homie hot rod baby I'm chosen man, SAC town the A.C. I'm west coastin' man. Jump shot like a layup, please
what matters Cause it's the size of the fire and man That makes the difference to the size of the sham Cut through the city on a Saturday night Cause you and me
a stairway of a place where my head lays My heart is racing What I'm about to face is a tragedy 'Cause he got the best of me So many deputies Watching over me