50 Cent - Collapse (G-Unit Freestyle) Lyrics
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    Collapse (G-Unit Freestyle)

    50 Cent, Shady, Aftermath
    The Dream team
    We gotta get the get well cards
    Niggas is sick
    Feel this {*gunshots*}
    Motion picture shit

    Now don't think I won't hit you cause I'm popular
    I got a P-90 Ruger to pop at ya
    Catch you slipping I'ma give you what I got for ya
    My clip loaded with 16 shots for ya
    You never had a hot gun on ya waist and blood on your shoe
    'Cause a nigga went and said the wrong shit to you
    Homie, you ain't been through what I been through
    You not like me
    And I'm not like you
    I'm like an animal with it, when I spit it, it's crazy
    Got semi-autos to put holes in niggas trying to play me
    One shot is not enough you need at least a Uzi to move me
    After four bottles of Dom, the kid start feeling woozy
    I write my life
    You write what you see in gangsta movies
    I'm gangsta to the core, nigga, you can't move me
    I find my space at the top
    I got this rap shit locked
    I never heard of you, you heard of me, I murder you
    Spit shells through your convertible Lotus you notice
    Rich or poor, hollows still go through your door
    This is war
    You scared of me, you not prepared for me, the kid is back
    50 Cent, I know you like that
    Yeah, I know you like that
    Green Lantern, Shady Records, Anger Management Tour
    Homie, homie, homie... yeah!


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