Текст 50 Cent – O.J.

Hook: 50 Cent
Put on my O.J. gloves and watch me kill this shit
Beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different shit
I’m pulling off a O.J, off, off a O.J.

Verse 1: Kidd Kidd
I’m smoking up my lungs,
This liquor drowning my liver
I’m now using these prescriptions, these pancakes now full of syrup
Mayweather all contenders, I eat each rappers for dinner
Put these ratting ass niggas in a sewer; Master Splinter
Sound like my phone is bugged, give a nigga the jitters
I don’t give a fuck, tell the pigs to kiss my shitter
Yeah I’m kind of thinner but Goddam you’re jeans are slimmer
I don’t want you round my children, you look like a sex offender
Planet of the apes, I’m a G Unit gorilla
All these rappers claim they killers
Proly sue you when you hit them
See I’m not what you used to
I ain’t soo woo, I ain’t crippin’
I’m a rider gang nigga
We gonn get it where we fit it

Hook x2: 50 Cent

Verse 2: 50 Cent
Got a new bitch that’s so bad
Yeah she don’t know what she doin’
And her ass so round and fat
When she touch me I’m like boooing!
I won’t hit and I won’t tell
So I don’t wanna flip a coin
I don’t kiss it, I don’t tell

Hook

Kidd Kidd:
MJG, bitch I got them 8 balls
4 door garage, bitch I need 8 cars
They want me locked up
They singing like Akon
Her shatter, like I do head on
Bitch my life right and you niggas dead wrong
I would take your head on so you can see me head on
I’m gettin’ my air blown, you know what her head on
She got my head gone, shit I’m bout to head home
Kim jong that’s my destination
Still street, never handed in my resignation
Ding dong, I’m at your doorbell waiting
Who tryna get served, I’m ’bout to do some catering

Hook