got my entire back tattooed for $60 and it honestly doesnt even really look that bad when i was 17 LOL in some dudes bathroom listening to this song good times miss them # throwback.
Verse 1] That's the sound of the man, cockin’ that thang – that thaaaang That's the sound of the man, clappin' that thang – thaaang {verse1} Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin’, I got ya Say a prayer for me if you care for me cuz I'm on the edge I'm finna put a shell in a nigga head I rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme on it The fifth got a rubber grip and a beam on it Homie that took the hit on me couldn´t shoot They say I'm skinny now, but I look big in the coupe-dee My cuzin Uzi out in L.A. we trippin through the sets again
Got shot the fuck up tryin' to rob the wrong Mexicans I write my lifestyle, y'all niggas is cheaters Your lines come from feds, felons and don diva Oh you the black hand of death, then why your name ain't preacher If you a pimp like kid, why the hoes don't treat ya If you wanna ball like Kirk, now shorty let me teach ya This flow’s God sent, it’s bound to reach ya
[Hook] Problem child, I'm familiar with problems I know how to solve em Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em Shoot em up, rob em In the hood we starvin, you don’t want problems Problem child
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[Bridge] And why can't you be man enough To tell me where you're comin' from
{Verse2} They say you can never repay the price for takin’ a man's life I'm in debt with Christ, I done did that twice I'm nice, y'all niggas can't hang wit fifty +Blaaat+, y'all niggas can't bang wit fifty For evey bar in the rhyme, there's a shell and a nine For every stone in the cross, there's a bitch I tossed
See the wounds in my skin they from a war of course You can check C-N-N for the 'War Report' See the drama got me ridin' with a sawed-off shottie Catch you at the light, I blow ya ass off the Ducati Man, niggas ain't gon' do me like Sammy did Gotti I do it myself, I don't need no help Give me a knife, I'll get rid of your neighborhood bully Give me a minute, I'll take a fuckin' car with a pully See the hood is the deepest stole my innocence young
Niggas jumped me cuz they couldn't beat me one-on-one
[Hook]
[Bridge]
{Verse 3}
I must've broke a mirror at three and had bad luck for seven Cuz pops slid, mommy died before I turned eleven This cities split 'posed to let black cats cross your path The footprints in the sand is Satan carryin' your ass I got 'God Understand Me' tattooed in my skin When I die, come back, I'ma tattoo it again I'm the young buck that let the gun buck Roll the window down and say: whats up, niggas get ready to duck' My heart is a house homie, fear don't live here Nigga believe me when I say I don´t care Muslims mix a lot, God studied they lessons Even when my luck's hard I still count my blessings See that look in my eye, ya betta keep on steppin' Spent time on my cell floor, to sharpen my weapon If you pussy I'ma smell you when you come around here Them boys in Pelican Bay couldn't live in my tier [Hook]
50 Cent] That's the sound of the man, cockin' that thang – that thaaaang That's the sound of the man, clappin' that thang – thaaang {verse1} Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin', I got ya Say a prayer for me if you care for me cuz I'm on the edge I'm finna put a shell in a nigga head I rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme on it The fifth got a rubber grip and a beam on it Homie that took the hit on me couldn´t shoot They say I'm skinny now, but I look big in the coupe-dee My cuzin Uzi out in L.A. we trippin through the sets again Got shot the fuck up tryin' to rob the wrong Mexicans I write my lifestyle, y'all niggas is cheaters Your lines come from feds, felons and don diva Oh you the black hand of death, then why your name ain't preacher If you a pimp like kid, why the hoes don't treat ya If you wanna ball like Kirk, now shorty let me teach ya This flow's God sent, it's bound to reach ya [Hook] Problem child, I'm familiar with problems I know how to solve em Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em Shoot em up, rob em In the hood we starvin, you don't want problems Problem child [Bridge] [Singing] And why can't you be man enough To tell me where you're comin' from [50 Cent] {verse2} They say you can never repay the price for takin' a man's life I'm in debt with Christ, I done did that twice I'm nice, y'all niggas can't hang wit fifty +Blaaat+, y'all niggas can't bang wit fifty for evey bar in the rhyme, there's a shell and a nine For every stone in the cross, there's a bitch I tossed See the wounds in my skin they from a war of course You can check C-N-N for the 'War Report' See the drama got me ridin' with a sawed-off shottie Catch you at the light, I blow ya ass off the Ducati Man, niggas ain't gon' do me like Sammy did Gotti I do it myself, I don't need no help Give me a knife, I'll get rid of your neighborhood bully Give me a minute, I'll take a fuckin' car with a pully See the hood is the deepest stole my innocence young Niggas jumped me cuz they couldn't beat me one-on-one [Hook] [Bridge] [50 Cent] {verse3} I must've broke a mirror at three and had bad luck for seven Cuz pops slid, mommy died before I turned eleven This cities split 'posed to let black cats cross your path The footprints in the sand is Satan carryin' your ass I got 'God Understand Me' tattooed in my skin When I die, come back, I'ma tattoo it again I'm the young buck that let the gun buck Roll the window down and say: whats up, niggas get ready to duck' My heart is a house homie, fear don't live here Nigga believe me when I say I don´t care Muslims mix a lot, God studied they lessons Even when my luck's hard I still count my blessings See that look in my eye, ya betta keep on steppin' Spent time on my cell floor, to sharpen my weapon If you pussy I'ma smell you when you come around here Them boys in Pelican Bay couldn't live in my tier [Hook
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Gangster Rap
If u the black k hand of death why your name ain't preacher
Classic shit
Legit goes over Peoples heads with these lines.. lmao the “ the way Sammy did Gotti line” wow that’s just 1 the whole songs hard. Such New York.
This shit only on YouTube….I do it myself no help bitch
JIM JONES ) 50 NOW but back then problem child ova Kufi Smacker… Oooweeeeee…
I know about 100 50 cent songs and about 9 Jay z tracks it’s crazy
50 snapped on every line here
got my entire back tattooed for $60 and it honestly doesnt even really look that bad when i was 17 LOL in some dudes bathroom listening to this song good times miss them # throwback.
January 2022
50 took a shot at chazz Williams he the only from queens had label called black hand r.i.p to the legend
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Verse 1]
That's the sound of the man, cockin’ that thang – that thaaaang
That's the sound of the man, clappin' that thang – thaaang
{verse1} Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya
See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin’, I got ya
Say a prayer for me if you care for me cuz I'm on the edge
I'm finna put a shell in a nigga head
I rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme on it
The fifth got a rubber grip and a beam on it
Homie that took the hit on me couldn´t shoot
They say I'm skinny now, but I look big in the coupe-dee
My cuzin Uzi out in L.A. we trippin through the sets again
Got shot the fuck up tryin' to rob the wrong Mexicans
I write my lifestyle, y'all niggas is cheaters
Your lines come from feds, felons and don diva
Oh you the black hand of death, then why your name ain't preacher
If you a pimp like kid, why the hoes don't treat ya
If you wanna ball like Kirk, now shorty let me teach ya
This flow’s God sent, it’s bound to reach ya
[Hook]
Problem child, I'm familiar with problems
I know how to solve em
Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em
Shoot em up, rob em
In the hood we starvin, you don’t want problems
Problem child
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[Bridge]
And why can't you be man enough
To tell me where you're comin' from
{Verse2}
They say you can never repay the price for takin’ a man's life
I'm in debt with Christ, I done did that twice
I'm nice, y'all niggas can't hang wit fifty
+Blaaat+, y'all niggas can't bang wit fifty
For evey bar in the rhyme, there's a shell and a nine
For every stone in the cross, there's a bitch I tossed
See the wounds in my skin they from a war of course
You can check C-N-N for the 'War Report'
See the drama got me ridin' with a sawed-off shottie
Catch you at the light, I blow ya ass off the Ducati
Man, niggas ain't gon' do me like Sammy did Gotti
I do it myself, I don't need no help
Give me a knife, I'll get rid of your neighborhood bully
Give me a minute, I'll take a fuckin' car with a pully
See the hood is the deepest stole my innocence young
Niggas jumped me cuz they couldn't beat me one-on-one
[Hook]
[Bridge]
{Verse 3}
I must've broke a mirror at three and had bad luck for seven
Cuz pops slid, mommy died before I turned eleven
This cities split 'posed to let black cats cross your path
The footprints in the sand is Satan carryin' your ass
I got 'God Understand Me' tattooed in my skin
When I die, come back, I'ma tattoo it again
I'm the young buck that let the gun buck
Roll the window down and say: whats up, niggas get ready to duck'
My heart is a house homie, fear don't live here
Nigga believe me when I say I don´t care
Muslims mix a lot, God studied they lessons
Even when my luck's hard I still count my blessings
See that look in my eye, ya betta keep on steppin'
Spent time on my cell floor, to sharpen my weapon
If you pussy I'ma smell you when you come around here
Them boys in Pelican Bay couldn't live in my tier
[Hook]
"I got "God Understand Me" tattooed in my skin
, when I die, come back, I'mma tattoo it again" Straight fire
Now this is the 50 that was in his bag
50 Cent]
That's the sound of the man, cockin' that thang – that thaaaang
That's the sound of the man, clappin' that thang – thaaang
{verse1} Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya
See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin', I got ya
Say a prayer for me if you care for me cuz I'm on the edge
I'm finna put a shell in a nigga head
I rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme on it
The fifth got a rubber grip and a beam on it
Homie that took the hit on me couldn´t shoot
They say I'm skinny now, but I look big in the coupe-dee
My cuzin Uzi out in L.A. we trippin through the sets again
Got shot the fuck up tryin' to rob the wrong Mexicans
I write my lifestyle, y'all niggas is cheaters
Your lines come from feds, felons and don diva
Oh you the black hand of death, then why your name ain't preacher
If you a pimp like kid, why the hoes don't treat ya
If you wanna ball like Kirk, now shorty let me teach ya
This flow's God sent, it's bound to reach ya
[Hook]
Problem child, I'm familiar with problems
I know how to solve em
Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em
Shoot em up, rob em
In the hood we starvin, you don't want problems
Problem child
[Bridge] [Singing]
And why can't you be man enough
To tell me where you're comin' from
[50 Cent] {verse2}
They say you can never repay the price for takin' a man's life
I'm in debt with Christ, I done did that twice
I'm nice, y'all niggas can't hang wit fifty
+Blaaat+, y'all niggas can't bang wit fifty
for evey bar in the rhyme, there's a shell and a nine
For every stone in the cross, there's a bitch I tossed
See the wounds in my skin they from a war of course
You can check C-N-N for the 'War Report'
See the drama got me ridin' with a sawed-off shottie
Catch you at the light, I blow ya ass off the Ducati
Man, niggas ain't gon' do me like Sammy did Gotti
I do it myself, I don't need no help
Give me a knife, I'll get rid of your neighborhood bully
Give me a minute, I'll take a fuckin' car with a pully
See the hood is the deepest stole my innocence young
Niggas jumped me cuz they couldn't beat me one-on-one
[Hook]
[Bridge]
[50 Cent] {verse3}
I must've broke a mirror at three and had bad luck for seven
Cuz pops slid, mommy died before I turned eleven
This cities split 'posed to let black cats cross your path
The footprints in the sand is Satan carryin' your ass
I got 'God Understand Me' tattooed in my skin
When I die, come back, I'ma tattoo it again
I'm the young buck that let the gun buck
Roll the window down and say: whats up, niggas get ready to duck'
My heart is a house homie, fear don't live here
Nigga believe me when I say I don´t care
Muslims mix a lot, God studied they lessons
Even when my luck's hard I still count my blessings
See that look in my eye, ya betta keep on steppin'
Spent time on my cell floor, to sharpen my weapon
If you pussy I'ma smell you when you come around here
Them boys in Pelican Bay couldn't live in my tier
[Hook
this still the most gangsta shit
The Mongolian Gangsta.
..fantastic lyrics ..what a story
Jada kill em on this….facts