Bump Dat Street Mix – 50 Cent

[Tony Yayo:]
New shit
Tony Yayo, 50 Cent c’mon

[50 Cent:]
Bump dat
Niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it to ’em where they pump at
12 Gauge Mossberg
No shell in the head
Before you put in work, you gotta pump that
You done hit a nigga with it and you running to polices
Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that
This is serious, these rap niggas, I’m just having fun with it
50 Cent, nigga, bump dat

[50 Cent:]
My son ask “Daddy why carry a gun, you ain’t a cop”
Looked at him and said “Sometimes you gotta shoot or get shot”
Wanna go to show-and-tell and show the class my Glock?
Show ’em the clip
Show ’em the beam
Show ’em how daddy lean
In the convertible Jag
22 inch mags
For a high school drop out, shit, that ain’t bad
I’m not a Blood or a Crip, I’m doing my own thang
G-Unit
Shit, I done started my own gang
I don’t go that funny dance
I don’t throw gang signs
But I’m a gangsta to the core so I stay with a nine
Think all I do is rap, then you don’t know me good
Have Smurf hanging out the sun roof to light up your hood, man
Carlito ain’t never seen Blanco comin’
But if he did you think he woulda started running?
And I move with the Doublemint Twins and two macs
And leave you flat your back
Brrat
Take that

[50 Cent:]
Bump Dat
Niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it to ’em where they pump at
12 Gauge Mossberg
No shell in the head
Before you put in work, you gotta pump that
You done hit a nigga with it and you running to polices
Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that
This is serious, these rap niggas, I’m just having fun with it
50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat

[Tony Yayo:]
I gotta half a mil deal with no diploma
Ice so blind it give your ass glaucoma
Its hard to live, but its easy to die
So I’m going through life looking death in the eye
These rappers ain’t gun slingers
They R&B singers
G-Unit, come thru with some guerrilla niggas
Minimum wage ain’t gonna pay the rent
‘Cause the seats in the coupe got the Fendi print
And this shit right here for the listeners pleasure
I’m still on the strip with the fifth and my lever
It’s T-O-N-Y
Stay with a semi
Milk your crack spot ’til the shit be bone dry
You think you pump hard? Nigga I pump harder
My phone ring so much, I walk around with the charger
When the Ds come around, I’mma swallow my crack
Shit the work out later, and hit ’em with that
If it’s a direct sale
I’mma change the bill
Trying to push the new Range ’cause they changed the grille
Look nigga we icey thugs
We stay with them things so we stay with some Nike gloves

[50 Cent:]
Bump dat
Niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it to ’em where they pump at
12 Gauge Mossberg
No shell in the head
Before you put in work, you gotta pump that
You done hit a nigga with it and you running to polices
Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that
This is serious, these rap niggas, I’m just having fun with it
50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat

[Tony Yayo:]
Just having fun with this rap shit, man
It never stops
My man 50 done put out, what, three albums on the street?
And y’all ain’t even hear the new shit
Just keep goin’ and goin’ and goin’
Motherfuckin’ Duracell battery
It never stops
Word up
G-Unit
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