G-Unit - Cut Master C Shit Lyrics
[Intro]New York City (New York City), you are now rackin' with 50 Cent (with 50 Cent)Are you ready? (are you ready?) (*gun *****s*) I said are you ready? (are you ready?)See you with me nigga? (with me nigga) Drop that! (drop that)Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop[Verse 1]G-UNIT! Somethin' new, somethin' newI'm not that nigga, in your videoI'm not a trick, I don't love the hoesAnd niggas know I be, on the lowBut I miss my dough, and I twist my droI'm not that nigga, that you think you knowI walk around with a big four fourYou front on me, I'm gonna get at you dogI be right at your crib, waitin' at your door(What up *****es)[Verse 2]Comin' up I ain't had much, I wanted a lotI had paper for a hooptie, but I wanted a dropSo you know, I had to make somethin' out of nothin' (Yeah)Like turn an empty spot, into a crack spot pumpin' (woo)Also hard at 19, I bought a Benz I didThe older niggas really wasn't feelin' the kidTried to find out where I lived, so they could run in my cribBut you can't hustle a hustler, I peeped in a sledBack then niggas yousta call me booIn 6 months, I sold a million gold tops on got brewCountry came around, ease it and clappin' thenCountry left, strange shit started happenin'Like C shot Ra for some ends, Ra shot Dro for some chinsCory shot Drew, and we was friendsMoney turns boys into menThe cycle never changes, shit just starts again[Verse 3]Nah nigga, ain't nothin' change niggaYeah I've been gone for a minute, but I'm backDamn 50 good to see you back in the hoodYou see my cherry red SL, nigga I'm doin' goodSometime I can't find the words to say how I feelSo I take a quote from Menace, "look at the wheels"I'm addicted to stuntin', now that I'm holdin' somethin'I got a trunk full of guns, from VA today(oh yeah, let me hold somethin')Nigga you high or somethin'I don't play games, I'm about my money, nigga buy somethin'I got a few fifths, I got a few ninesHere nigga, take one, catch it took, and bring me mine[Outro - 50 Cent talking]Yeah, don't ever say I don't do nothin' for you niggaYou know, uh, don't say I don't look out for yaYa know what I mean, but make sure you nigga, you go catch some jokesAnd you come back, nigga have 'em, and have my paper for that thang thangYou know what I'm sayin'? Say I don't want it back, nigga don't try to use itAnd don't get it back for me, nigga and no shit like thatIn fact, I can see ya'll niggas nowRun around sayin', 50 gettin' all this rap money, and he won't help us (haha)Sit tight nigga I'm comin'You know, new shit, all this shit I put out on the mixtapesIs for the mixtapes, I got a million, OH MY GOD!My shit is so hot right now, I'm in a zone
