Everytime I Come Around lyrics

by

Kidd Kidd


[Intro: 50 Cent]
N-Y, N-Y, 'til I D-ie
N-Y, N-Y, 'till I D-ie

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I'm on it
Everytime I come around, me I keep my gun around
It's never on safety
I'm on it
n*ggas know when I'm around, f*ck around it's goin' down
No if's or maybe's
Ring around the rosies, pockets full of OZ's
n*ggas gettin' cake made
f*ck with the homies while I got it on me
You'll get your big break, man

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You n*ggas ain't seen sh*t yet, one false move and I click clack
That oo-wop b*tch I spit that, that hard white I flip that
That bad b*tch get my di*k wet, damn how hot can my sh*t get?
Boy, get outta line get your ass checked, got 10 mil' my last check
b*tches stay where that cash at, diamonds on me I flash that
That 'Rari pedal I mash that, you pus*y n*ggas I laugh at
That f*ck sh*t that you f*ck n*ggas be doin', man, I'm passed that
Hood n*gga down there on Wall Street, my stock run across NASDAQ
Girl face on my time piece, ridin' around with my crimeys
These broke n*ggas so grimy, I let 'em hold the steel, I tell 'em shoot to kill
I put south side on my back, I ain't talkin' 'bout no tat'
When I'm outta town I hold it down, I mean everywhere I'm at
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I'm on it
Everytime I come around, me I keep my gun around
It's never on safety
I'm on it
n*ggas know when I'm around, f*ck around it's goin' down
No if's or maybe's
Ring around the rosies, pockets full of OZ's
n*ggas gettin' cake made
f*ck with the homies while I got it on me
You'll get your big break, man

[Verse 2: Kidd Kidd]
All my n*ggas crazy stupid, cuckoo, got a loose screw
I might pew pew with that two-two then small bullets will mob through you
My b*tch come from Honolulu with that dope ball in her doo doo
Put it on a train and choo choo and the feds don't have a blues clues
Thumbing over, don't know voodoo but I sure know how to shoot you
If I get caught I don't boo-hoo, I pick up the phone call BooBoo
He gonna bail me out in seconds, please don't let this rap sh*t fool you
I send shooters to your home, see I don't need no songs to move you
My gorilla goin' ooh-ooh, boy your family could lose you
Put you in a box like new shoes, you's a b*tch pull down your tu-tu
When it come to gettin' money all I know is we need bookoo's
Speakin' only in my Ryda Gang, know what we gonna do to you
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Everytime I come around, me I keep my gun around
It's never on safety
I'm on it
n*ggas know when I'm around, f*ck around it's goin' down
No if's or maybe's
Ring around the rosies, pockets full of OZ's
n*ggas gettin' cake made
f*ck with the homies while I got it on me
You'll get your big break, man
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