50 Cent — OJ lyrics

[Hook:]
Put on my O. J. Gloves and watch me kill this s**t
Beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different s**t
I'm pulling off a O. J, off, off a O. J.

[Verse 1: kidd kidd]
I'm smoking up my lungs,
This liquor drowning my liver
I'm now using these prescriptions, these pancakes now full of syrup
Mayweather all contenders, I eat each rappers for dinner
Put these ratting a** n****s in a sewer; master splinter
Sound like my phone is bugged, give a n***a the jitters
I don't give a f**k, tell the pigs to kiss my shitter
Yeah I'm kind of thinner but goddam you're jeans are slimmer
I don't want you round my children, you look like a s** offender
Planet of the apes, I'm a g unit gorilla
All these rappers claim they killers
Proly sue you when you hit them
See I'm not what you used to
I ain't soo woo, I ain't crippin'
I'm a rider gang n***a
We gon' get it where we fit it

[Hook x2]
Put on my O. J. Gloves and watch me kill this s**t
Beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different s**t
I'm pulling off a O. J, off, off a O. J.

[Verse 2: 50 cent]
Got a new b***h that's so bad
Yeah she don't know what she doin'
And her a** so round and fat
When she touch me I'm like boooing!
I won't hit and I won't tell
So I don't wanna flip a coin
I don't kiss it, I don't tell
So her close friend she can join
They don't call me from the pens
That's to see how things are going
So the money, it still flowing
Get a rider gang, it's still glowing
And my neck and my wrist,
And my ears and my fist
Got diamonds all over s**t glowing
And the lambo ain't got no top
It ain't summer yet but it's hot
You gon lose the speech when you hit the streets
And you see the b*****s I got
You better believe it's real
From the philippines to brazil
Lil mexican chica, I want you to meet her
People can give it to you pure
100% uncut, now n***a you know wassup

[Hook:]
Put on my O. J. Gloves and watch me kill this s**t
Beat the case then come home and go back from doing some different s**t
I'm pulling off a O. J, off, off a O. J.

[Kidd kidd]
Mjg, b***h I got them 8 balls
4 door garage, b***h I need 8 cars
They want me locked up
They singing like akon
Her shatter, like a? On
B***h my life right and you n****s dead wrong
I would take your head on so you can see me head on
I'm gettin' my air blown, you know what her head on
She got my head gone, s**t I'm bout to head home
? That's my destination
Still street, never handed in my resignation
Ding dong, I'm at your doorbell waiting
Who tryna get served, I'm 'bout to do some catering

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