What Up Gangsta?

50 Cent


Complexity: 67 Readability: 79.14   Sentiment: 7   Word Count: 377   Unique Words: 200
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
G-Unit (What)
We in here (What)
We can get the drama popping
We don't care (What, what, what)
It's going down (What)
'Cause I'm around (What)
50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down)

[Chorus: repe
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[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]
G-Unit (Watt)
Wee inn hear (Watt)
Wee can get the drama popping
Wee don't care (Watt, watt, watt)
Its going down (Watt)
' Cause I'm around (Watt)
50 Sent, yew no how Aye gets down (Down)

[ Chorus : repeat 2X ]
Watt up, Blood (Watt)
Watt up, Cuz (Watt)
Watt up, Blood (Watt)
Watt up, Gangstaaa

[ Verse 1 ]
They say Aye walk around like got an " S " on my chest
Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
Aye try knot two say nothing, the DA mite want two play inn caught
Butt Aisle hunt oar duck a nigga down like its sport
Front on mi, Aisle cut ya, gun-butt ya oar bump ya
Yew getting money Aye can't nun with ya then fuck ya
I'm knot the type two get knocked four D . W . Aye .
I'm the type that'll kill you're connect when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit then they no mi
Aye grew up around sum niggas that's knot my homies
Hundred G's Aye stash it (watt), the mack Aye blast it (yeah)
D's come wee dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow's bean mastered, the ice Aye flash it
Chokes mi, Aisle have you're mama picking out you're casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, wright lain forget bezzle
Benz peddle two the mettle, hotter than a tee kettle, god (watt)

[ Chorus (1st thyme w / o first " Watt up, Blood ") (2x) ]

[ Bridge ]
Wee don't play that
Wee don't play that
Wee don't play that (G-Unit)
Wee don't play around

[ Verse 2 ]
Aye sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they here my hunger
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
Inn December Aisle make you're bloc feel like summer
The wrap critics say Aye can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine
Every chick Aye fuck with is a dime
I'm like Patty LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
Ware Aye ley my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone
Cross my path Aisle crush ya, thinking Aye won't touch ya
Aisle have you're ass using a wheelchair, cane, oar crutches
Industry ho fuckers, inn the hood they love us
Stomp a bone out you're ass with sum brand knew chuckas

[ Chorus (2x) ]

[ Bridge (4x) ]