On Everything

50 Cent

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    I really don't care what gang you bang
    What set you claim
    On everything
    (Nigga, put that on everything)
    I really don't, really don't
    Teally don't care what clique you with
    Cause when I trip
    A nigga trip
    (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)

    Don't come around me on your sucker shit
    I ain't the type to be fuckin' with
    Lover boy, want a tougher bitch
    Get the fuck from around me, get the fuck from around me
    I say the shit cause I mean this shit
    Bentley Mulsanne, I’m clean as shit
    Seat back and I'm leaning, bitch
    No, no, no, no, no, no, no
    You know how the shit go
    Out the door, O after O
    That's more money, that's more money
    That's more money fo' sho
    I got a whole bunch of bad habits
    That fly shit, I gotta have it
    That pistol on me, I pack it
    Bitch, your fuckin' head, I crack it
    Me and my pinky ring are like marriage
    Plus she cut ten carats
    I shine on 'em, get a line on 'em
    Send the wolves right there at 'em
    I never said I'd get you by now
    You done heard I got you
    Heard all your homies was haulin' ass
    To that club tonight they shot you

    I really don't care what gang you bang
    What set you claim
    On everything (Nigga, put that on everything)
    I really don't, really don't
    Really don't care what clique you with
    Cause when I trip
    A nigga trip (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)

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    You know every beef, I don't need my strap
    Knife work, I cut you, jack
    Niggas watchin' my paper stack
    Cops comin' every time I black out
    Oh, oh
    Shawty sayin' I'm a mental case
    I'm sayin' fuck out my face
    You finna make me catch a case
    Your new bitch my old hoe
    I put her on fo' sho though
    Her head game was so-so
    That's why I had to let her go, go
    I'm blowin' up like I'm supposed to blow
    Neck glowin' like it's supposed to glow
    Gold Cuban, club movin'
    New music, hoes choosin'
    It's a win, win, we don't lose at all
    Came up, we supposed to ball
    Don't know who you take me for
    I kill you if you make me, boy
    You don't know how real it get
    Playin' 'round with this gangsta shit
    We all in, we all in
    I want one when I'm fallin'

    I really don't care what gang you bang
    What set you claim
    On everything (Nigga, put that on everything)
    I really don't, really don't
    Really don't care what clique you with
    Cause when I trip
    A nigga trip (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)

    I really don't care what gang you bang
    What set you claim
    On everything (Nigga, put that on everything)
    I really don't, really don't
    Really don't care what clique you with
    Cause when I trip
    A nigga trip (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)

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    Composición: 50 Cent e Illmind

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