The Real Wanksta Lyrics

The Real Wanksta lyrics

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[Skit]



"Dirty how it look?"



"Dadadana, like a damn snitch."



("Oh man that's cold.")



"Look like you 'bout ready to go tell on somebody right damn now."



(*laughing*)







(*50 Cent's "Wanksta" beat*)







[Black Child - talking] (*echo*)



Word to God, fuckin snitch ass nigga 50 Cent



Fuck is wrong with you nigga?



Actin like you Ferrari nigga, you can't never be me



Boy (uh huh), cause







[Chorus]



You a snitch nigga you ain't gonna pop nothin



Pay a nigga to do it, so you could tell the cops somethin



187 your "Unit", Hector Lynn and Cotch dumpin



You hear the shots comin (*gunshots*) (five, 0), start runnin







[Verse 1]



You knew I was comin, dumpin, who wanted a hundred rounds



Didn't I stab you up?, don't make me gun you down



Your whole career's nothin, but a publicity stunt



Until I kill you and give you the publicity you want



Yeah front page, rapper that's over paided



Found under the stage, felt under from the gauge



Nigga I got women that do the evil men do



They got more heart than you and want no parts of you



You hit chickens I used to, I fuck bitches that use you



And lose you, for the loot, big fists from Hooptie



Nigga you say you a gangsta, but we don't believe you



I come through 134 and don't see you



Pull up in somethin tinted, nothin rented



Pull out the Mack 10 and dump everythin in it



And ain't no witnesses, witnessin shit



Except for the four fifth and you on the floor stiff (uh huh)



Wanksta







[Chorus] - w/ ad libs







[Verse 2]



Killin to do 'fore I die and I ain't got bullets to waste



shot this nigga in the face



How you call yourself Ferrari?, you don't ride like me



In the hood, everyday "Ready To Die" like me



How does faggot nigga do a song with B.I.G.?



When he the snitch of the city, I'ma have to talk to Diddy



Fifty I had a knife, you had a gun



You ain't pop one shot, poked you, you called 911



What you know about AK's and AR 15's?



Nothin nigga, you up in the preacher at the 113



Damn homie, you a bitch, you a snitch



On your man homie, what the fuck wrong with you?



I got a fourth and Beretta that says revenge is better



Put holes through your leather, they have to sew you back together



Black could never chirp like that bird to the cops



He got a camera is his drawers and a mic is his watch (uh huh)



Pussy







[Chorus]







[Black Child - talking] (*echo*)



Word to God you fuckin faggot



Keep playing games, go 'head drop your fuckin album



I did, I'ma drop mine



And I'ma do a fuckin interview with the fuckin arrestin officer nigga



Don't keep playin games man



Fuckin Officer William Fitzgerald from the two thirty-four nigga



On 54th Street nigga, you know



Stop fuckin playin games, actin like you don't know what happened nigga



(*gunshots*)



Word to God, this Black Child too nigga



Black Child a.k.a. Ferrari Black nigga



It's Murder, faggot



pussy, pussy (*gunshots*)