45 Cent - "Quick Wit Da Heat"
45, 45 Cent, Yo,
here we go,
gonna talk about some real shit.
Motherfucker.

No duckin no dodgin, no dodgin no duckin
from these lil ass bullets that my enemy\'s be bustin
got a bulletproof body and a armored reputation
call yo moms to bail you out while yo at da station
cuz u cant do no damage to a gangsta like me
ooooooooooooooh
check da beat!
Im on top of my game, im stealin all yo fame so
quit guessin whos to blame while you live yo life of shame
shame on you for livin the way that you choose to do
you aint a gangsta, so why you try to fake it
get yo nose out my bizness
BIAAAATCH!
before i break it.

so why you gotta hate on me, like im yo enemy
well im not tryin to hear dat see
im 45 CENT the master of mayhem
have a little taste of how my bullets be sprayin
(gunshots)

now how did that feel, you dont look to good
got a divet in yo head and blood squirten out yo skull
told you not to fuck with a mothafuckin gangsta
but you did, you thought that i was a pranksta
now your off to da morgue in a plastic bag
you fought for the rap game that you never had
BUT I STILL HOLD THE TITLE
IM 45CENT YO!
Dont have a problem smokin all you hoes
Im quick to take a life..
it really dont matter
if you keep talkin shit, your rains im gonna splatter
on the walls, on the street, in yo house, when i creep
keep fuckin wit me ima bury you six feet
and these rhymes are true, i was spittin rhymes before your motha had you

HOLD UP!

Here they come again, some punk mothafuckas want thier lives to end
so im quick wit da heat and it goes like dis
quick wit da heat and it goes like this
and it goes like this
and it goes like this
and it goes like
45, 45 cent, 45, 45cent
on top of my game
ON TOP OF THE WHOLE GAME!
45
oh no
45
45 cent
45

dont be fuckin with me
i done told yall to back off
stay outta my face (biatch)
stay outta my kool aid
peace
45cent out.