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Prices On My Head Lyrics

from Straight Outta Cashville

"Prices On My Head" is track #6 on the album Straight Outta Cashville. It was written by Mc Murray, Clay / Jones, Gloria / Sawyer, Pamela Joan / Jackson, Curtis James / Lloyd, Christopher / Brown, David Darnell.
"Prices On My Head" is track #6 on the album Straight Outta Cashville. It was written by Mc Murray, Clay / Jones, Gloria / Sawyer, Pamela Joan / Jackson, Curtis James / Lloyd, Christopher / Brown, David Darnell.

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Why? These niggas want me dead betta' watch your step
Put prices on my head 'cuz I cock my shit, and I pop my shit
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that shit
G-Unit do ya' thang these niggas want me dead
Betta' watch your step put prices on my head
'Cuz I cock my shit, and I pop my shit
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that shit
G-Unit do ya' thang

Some say I'm crazy for signin' with 50 cent
Them same niggas wouldn't offer to give me shit
Niggas hate you when you're rich, but love when you broke
I never knew I had so many enemies before
My arm's is open to anyone who want beef
I promise y'all I won't sleep, till y'all layin' 6 ft
G-Unit that's what it is, that's what it's gon' be
Benzino or the source can't hold me

I been heaven sent to put a end to this nonsense
The handle of this 4-5 I'll knock him unconscious
Most of these rappers, throw bricks, and hide they head
Come to our shows, then hide behind they man, they homie
I understand I'm a target, I'm on top
But understand if you start it, I'm gon' pop
I'm not and artist, buck is a street pharmacist
One of the smartest, that gon' get money regardless

Why? These niggas want me dead betta' watch your step
Put prices on my head 'cuz I cock my shit, and I pop my shit
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that shit
G-Unit do ya' thang these niggas want me dead
Betta' watch your step put prices on my head
'Cuz I cock my shit, and I pop my shit
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that shit
G-Unit do ya' thang

My eyes low, hydro leakin' out that Tahoe
I know G-Unit's them niggas I'ma ride fo'
Nah hoe, I ain't stuntin', nuthing that these niggas say
Fuck the rap, I can get ya' monkey ass good today
Ain't nobody picked me up, when I was pinned down
I'm double checkin', 'for I leave outta my crib now
Holdin' that 40 on me, sunk in the seat
'Cuz niggas feel comfortable when they get in drunk with the heat

I'm ridin' while ya dirty, 'cuz they gunnin' for my top
I ain't duckin' and dodgin', I'm only runnin' from the cops
Spendin' grand by the grand by hundred on my watch
Just got another buddy, and it holds a 100 shots
I never had a role model, 'cuz he was in a box
So I'm up in the club with eather, a heater or a house
Everyday there's another nigga bleedin' on the block
But we ridin' with them burners on, even when it's hot

Yeah, these niggas want me dead betta' watch your step
Put prices on my head 'cuz I cock my shit, and I pop my shit
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that shit
G-Unit do ya' thang these niggas want me dead
Betta' watch your step put prices on my head
'Cuz I cock my shit, and I pop my shit
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that shit
G-Unit do ya' thang

You see these niggas get out the pen, and think it's good
Go get a pack, and come right back, to the same hood
They think these young niggas gonna post up, and let 'em get it
Ain't been home but 6 months, and got his wig splitted
Committed to the block, fuck these niggas, fuck the cops
Fuck these bitches, fuck ya' chain, fuck ya' car, fuck ya' watch
Ride and I die for mine, pop's, and I hide the nine
Swerving over these white lines, wonderin' from the one time

Thug and I know I am, bird from a half a gram
Broke, so I sold dope, and I'd do it again
Don't blame that nigga for runnin' up in my house, fool
Ain't no food in my daughter mouth, I'm goin' out too
Just think about what your doin, 'cuz buddy, bullets burn
May God bless his ass, that was that nigga's turn
I'm not concerned with your death threats
You come down here with that shit, and get left wet, motherfucker

Why? These niggas want me dead betta' watch your step
Put prices on my head 'cuz I cock my shit, and I pop my shit
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that shit
G-Unit do ya' thang these niggas want me dead
Betta' watch your step put prices on my head
'Cuz I cock my shit, and I pop my shit
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that shit
G-Unit do ya' thang

Songwriters
Mc Murray, Clay / Jones, Gloria / Sawyer, Pamela Joan / Jackson, Curtis James / Lloyd, Christopher / Brown, David Darnell

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