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letra de get at me dawg (50 cent diss) - charli baltimore

[intro]
i don’t play wit y’all rappers like that
just ’cause i got a p-ssy don’t mean i am a p-ssy
b-tch ass n-gga

[verse]
motherf-cker you wanna war
we could war for real
you in the company of men, one wh0re f-ckin’ wit warriors here
see me rockin’ couture wit red hair
like my b-lls ???? gettin’ poppin’ at cha’lls wit more lead
more shots than a little
more shots to your middle
not them leg pops you brag, colostomy bags, out your league
better ask about the squad i keep
roll wit murderers and i ain’t talkin’ i.n.c
it can happen
organs missin’ or organs playin’
at your wake, however you wanna take it
b-tch, i ain’t your motherf-ckin’ target practice
less you want relapses back hospital mattresses, huh
you don’t wanna know what the pack is
dogs live, don’t wanna know what that mac is
sh-t, you use to gettin’ hit wit that little sh-t, deuce, deuce
couldn’t take the acoustics of dem big guns boomin’ right through your g-unit (listen)
watch what your sayin’ ‘fore your unit get missin’ (listen)
watch what your sayin’ ‘fore them sh-lls get to sprayin’ have your whole fam prayin’ dog
i ain’t playin’ wit’cha
i know you got snitch in ya
po pop sidin’ wit’cha, paintin’ a fake picture
till somebody get cha b-tch, i ain’t the one
chuck ain’t never snitch sh-t ask jay or un motherf-cker
d, d, d, d dead unit
[outro]
you don’t want that motherf-cker (yeah)
curtis
snitch ass n-gga
tell your flunkies keep my f-ckin’ name out they mouth
tell them n-ggas to go tie your shoe laces or sumthin’
you f-ckin’ wit a real b-tch, n-gga
i don’t know
who you thought you was f-ckin’ wit but
y’all p-ssies ain’t k!llers
we clappin’ dawg
hot as this f-ckin’ steel is y’all p-ssies don’t wanna feel this
y’all p-ssies want real sh-t
get me dawg
i have ya skirts up gettin’ ya f-cked, what, what, what

[????]
chuck let loose on these n-ggas
just us give us the signal
we gon’ k!ll these motherf-ckers
you p-ssies think it’s a game
straight up
only thing you gotta do is give us the word man
it’s gon’ be a wrap for these n-ggas
and any other motherf-cker that wanna help ’em
that’s how it’s goin’ down
let these n-ggas know it ain’t no motherf-ckin’ game
p-ssies think they gon’ keep makin’ motherf-ckin’ music around here
they don’t know motherf-ckers k!llin’ out here
keep runnin’ round wit them motherf-ckin’ vests and fake guns n-gga
y’all p-ssies gon’ get tortured
yeah that’s how it’s goin’ down y’all don’ f-cked wit the wrong b-tch man
yeah
it ain’t a whole lotta rap man
it just, it ain’t a whole lotta rap when you dealin’ wit b-tch ass n-ggas man
you just got ta
you just got ta hit ’em up the f-ck up man
keep talkin’ to these p-ssies around here man
straight up man
we gon’ see them n-ggas tho
we gon’ catch y’all
y’all think y’all gon’ sneak through philly
y’all think gon’ come through philly and we ain’t gon’ catch y’all n-ggas
i don’t give a f-ck how much security you got the motherf-ckers gon’ run when them bullets get to flyin’
see but y’all n-ggas so stupid y’all gon’ try it any motherf-ckin’ way
y’all think y’all gon’ be able to sneak through this little ass town and get out safe
it ain’t safe around here motherf-ckers
ain’t nowhere safe
not here
nah
not here
not never
’cause we gon’ k!ll y’all n-ggas, y’all n-ggas is dead
y’all don’ f-cked up
you know what 50
we ain’t playin’ wit your motherf-ckin’ ass n-gga
straight the f-ck up
you and them two b-tch ass n-ggas you wit
y’all gon’ die
nah mean
you n-ggas are f-cked up man
we ain’t no motherf-ckin’ inc. p-ssy
this sh-t bigger than the inc. b-tch
d.a. all day
motherf-ckers doin’ this sh-t for real out here dog
we ain’t fakin’ no motherf-ckin’ moves
f-ckin’ t–th look like a pack a chipmunks
motherf-cker
the sh-t is on and poppin’ dog
you don’ stepped your motherf-ckin’ feet in sh-t n-gga
and all that husky sh-t
we got sumthin’ to make you 50 pounds around this motherf-cker n-gga
straight the f-ck up
the sh-t is on motherf-cker, the sh-t is on
yeah
ya big gum missin’ ass lookin’ motherf-cker
you and them two fake ass n-ggas tony mayonnaise or yayo
b-tch we got yayo for real motherf-cker
yeah, yeah, b-tch ass

- charli baltimore

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