50 Cent - Cutmaster C sh** 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 co*ks] I said are you ready? (are you ready?) See you with me n***a? (with me n***a) Drop that! (drop that) Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop [Verse 1] G-UNIT! Somethin' new, somethin' new I'm not that n***a, in your video I'm not a trick, I don't love the hoes And n***as know I be, on the low But I miss my dough, and I twist my dro I'm not that n***a, that you think you know I walk around with a big four four You front on me, I'm gonna get at you dog I be right at your crib, waitin' at your door (What up b**hes) [Verse 2] Comin' up I ain't had much, I wanted a lot I had paper for a hooptie, but I wanted a drop So 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 did The older n***as really wasn't feelin' the kid Tried to find out where I lived, so they could run in my crib But you can't hustle a hustler, I peeped in a sled Back then n***as yousta call me boo In 6 months, I sold a million gold tops on got brew Country came around, ease it and clappin' then Country left, strange sh** started happenin' Like C shot Ra for some ends, Ra shot Dro for some chins Cory shot Drew, and we was friends Money turns boys into men The cycle never changes, sh** just starts again [Verse 3] Nah n***a, ain't nothin' change n***a Yeah I've been gone for a minute, but I'm back Damn 50 good to see you back in the hood You see my cherry red SL, n***a I'm doin' good Sometime I can't find the words to say how I feel So 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') n***a you high or somethin' I don't play games, I'm about my money, n***a buy somethin' I got a few fifths, I got a few nines Here n***a, 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 n***a You know, uh, don't say I don't look out for ya Ya know what I mean, but make sure you n***a, you go catch some jokes And you come back, n***a have 'em, and have my paper for that thang thang You know what I'm sayin'? Say I don't want it back, n***a don't try to use it And don't get it back for me, n***a and no sh** like that In fact, I can see ya'll n***as now Run around sayin', 50 gettin' all this rap money, and he won't help us (haha) Sit tight n***a I'm comin' You know, new sh**, all this sh** I put out on the mixtapes Is for the mixtapes, I got a million, OH MY GOD! My sh** is so hot right now, I'm in a zone