Wanksta (Soundtrack Version)

Woo! Yeah It's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50 Break it down I got a lot of livin' to do before I die And I ain't got time to waste Let's make it

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin' You say you a wanksta, and you need to stop frontin'

You ain't a friend of mine (yeah), you ain't no kin of mine (c'mon) What makes you think that I won't run up on you with a 9? (uh-huh) We do this all the time (wut?), right now we on the grind (yeah) So hurry up and cop n' go, we selling nicks n' dimes (huh?) Shorty she so fine, I gotta make her mine An ass like that gotta be one of a kind (woo)

I crush 'em every time, punch 'em with every line I'm fuckin' with they mind, I make 'em press rewind They know they can't shine if I'm around to rhyme Been on parole since '94 'cause I commit the crime I send you my line, I did it three-to-nine If D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin' dimes

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin' We say you a wanksta, and you need to stop frontin' You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' in a long time and you ain't got nothin'

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin' We say you a wanksta, and you need to stop frontin' You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' in a long time and you ain't got nothin'

Damn, homie In high school you was the man, homie The fuck happened to you? I got the sickest vendetta, when it come to the cheddar (uh-huh) If you play with my paper, you gotta meet my Beretta Now shorty think I'ma sweat her (uh-huh), sippin' on Amaretto (yeah) I might hit once, then dead her, I know I can do better

She look good, but I know she after my cheddar She tryin' to get in my pockets, homie, and I ain't gon' let her Be easy, start some shit, you get your whole crew wet We in the club doin' the same old two step Gorilla Unit 'cause they say we bugged out 'Cause we don't go nowhere without toast, we thugged out

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin' We say you a wanksta, and you need to stop frontin' You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' in a long time and you ain't got nothin'

You say you a gangsta, but you neva pop nothin' We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin' You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nothin'

Me I'm no mobster, me I'm no gangsta Me I'm no hitman, me I'm just me, me Me I'm no wanksta, me I'm no actor But it's me you see on your TV 'Cause I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy

I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk greasy By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets If you play me close for sure I'm pop my heat Niggas sayin' they goin' murk 50, how? We ridin' round with guns the size of Lil' Bow Wow What you know about AK's and AR-15's Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and inf-beams, huh?

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin' We say you a wanksta, and you need to stop frontin' You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' in a long time and you ain't got nothin'

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin' We say you a wanksta, and you need to stop frontin' You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' in a long time and you ain't got nothin'

A-ha! Damn homie