Run Up on Me lyrics

by

50 Cent


This is the Unit b*tch

[50 Cent]
n*gga this is ground hog day
Back to my indulgence
I’m ill, no Doc, no diagnosis
No cure, I smell fear

[50 Cent - Verse 1]
n*gga my eyes don’t cry, my heart so cold
Lets play, lets make a deal n*gga, sell me your soul
Got a fetish for the guns, Calico drums
Rap Meyer Lansky steady counting my wons
Death dealer, Heron, meth dealer
Top biller, point blank, I’m that n*gga
Barrell smokin’, fiend smokin’, rims cokin’
Out on that 550 Benz, b*tch is open
Inhale, exhale, feel a different high
Andrew McQueen shirt and jeans, this a different fly
Presidential time, n*gga watch the flawless shine
No need for pens and paper, this is whats on my mind

[Hook]
I don’t think you should play boy
I don’t think you should f*ck with me
I’m shooting right away boy
Find out when you run up on me
I’m riding with that K boy
I put that on my dead homies
I spray it right away boy
Find out when you run up on me
[50 Cent - Verse 2]
When n*ggas shot me, I must have bled out my conscience
Go ‘head play boy, I bang that thing at you like ronson
I feel for you n*ggas I’m back now
I told you pus*y n*ggas ’03 I don’t back down
Me still a rookie, nah, I’m more like veteran
I bet ya iPod is full of n*ggas I’m better than
Magician I make grams turn to cash, kush turn into hash
Head turn into ass, I'm a bum n*gga to class
Thats me in a nutshell, run tell I did it
Interrogation hours go on, I won't admit it
Got cash coming out of my ass, I’m so compelling
These n*ggas act hard till you hit ‘em, they start tellin’

[Hook]
I don’t think you should play boy
I don’t think you should f*ck with me
I’m shooting right away boy
Find out when you run up on me
I’m riding with that K boy
I put that on my dead homies
I spray it right away boy
Find out when you run up on me

[Outro]
Now what they gonna say this time? Ha?
That n*gga fif 5 out of 5 this year
He on it
I'm your favorite one day
And then you just turn your back on me
Ha?
Don't trynna get back down with n*ggas and won't see sh*t shift
Cause I'm on it
These n*ggas got sucka traits, man
I'm watchin' em
It's unbelievable, un f*cking believable, man
So you mean to tell me
I'm the motherf*cking culture guy, eight years straight
And then n*ggas gon' act like
The gift god given me is gone
f*ck you, n*ggas
f*ck that
Turn that sh*t off
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