doo wop freestyle lyrics – 50 cent

aiyo, i know these n*gg*s don’t like me
but i don’t like none of ya’ll n*gg*s, you know what i’m sayin
motherf*cking doo wop
volume 3
, take it however the f*ck you wan’ take it
f*ggot *ss n*gg*s (50 cent show these n*gg*s how to rock)
yo, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the street
left him smelly, man f*ck that, roll em over take that pelle pelle
you ain’t never heard a motherf*cker spit like this
not even puff, and that n*gg* there made crazy hits
every few years a n*gg* come who crazy hot
i’m the next best thing since biggie and pac
now i’m saying this sh*t slow, so you don’t miss it
don’t be a statistic,
my jewels from the district
stay with my biscuit, touch mines and get twisted
son i’m off the meter, my mind locked on crime
see i’m tired of all these rapping n*gg*s dying to shine
and i’m tired of fiends asking for a dime for nine
hearing this next punch line from me may sound strange
you sit your 5-dollar *ss down, before i make change
yo the sale went stale, caught em real bad
fresh out the jail, sh*t is really real
n*gg*s is still in jail, and i pray they don’t tell
20-man indictment, my lawyer gotta fight this
n*gg*s know i ain’t never pressed for dough
and n*gg*s know i don’t serve n*body i don’t know
son said he was from o.t., pay 11 an o.z
my man brought em to me, see he ain’t really know, b
that it was hot, dude was a cop
he was just trying to pop, to put the new beams on his drop
first i served him o.z.’s, then i served him whole keys
now we all co-d’s — d*mn man, i o.d
you know how it is on the street, n*gg*s is holding the heat
po-po walking to beat, we burnin l’s up in the jeep
ain’t nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic
it’s over i can’t believe it, d*mn it’s over
feds seized the six, the lex’ and the range rover
now a n*gg* rollin in a toyota corolla
used to never get high, now i’m never sober
.380 six-shot glock top loader
keep it in my waist son, i’ll put one in your face
i ain’t got nothing to lose, n*gg*, so stay in your place
just jumped bail, i ain’t been on the run long
but it feel like a motherf*cking marathon
c’mon, bounce, n*gg*, bounce
wop the reason why y’all motherf*ckers say bounce, b*tch
n*gg*s, n*gg*s don’t set trends
n*gg*s just jump on d*cks
that’s why they bloods and crips now

/ 50 cent lyrics