Clue/50 lyrics

Yeah nigga We gonna smoke this motherfucker right here, right We gonna smoke this shit And I'ma drink a lot a water I'm smoking this shit, aight? And I'ma take Golden Seal, so my PO don't find out Yo, niggas wouldn't rob Frankie if they had the chance Wasn't cause of him it was cause of his man Lance Frankie cut crack Lance hold the Mac If fiends fuck with Frankie's pac's Lance cut the crack heads blocked up Came thru stuntin' wit his wrist all rocked up Thought he was locked up Shoulda seen him smile, missin' the tooth Coupe missin the roof I'm like "What up with you" He like "What up, 50?" Lance had a reputation that was well earned Heard he taught niggas how them shells burn Out there in Red Firm At the dice game, he rolled ahead, crapped in the crack I'm like "Nah, I ain't paying for that! Nigga, shoot it back" I don't give a fuck who he shot out in Red Hook Niggas lookin at me like I'm crazy, they shook Asked him about ?? Yeah, Bizzy was my man till he beat me for ten grand and sold my Mac for seven grand (Fuckin' crazy) The man was crazy I could tell by his look Bitch Cause he looked the way I look Motherfucker When I look for a jooks Rotten Apple Teamwork, work hard nigga 50 cent G-UNIT Lloyd Banks Tony Yayo, nigga Hey what up, nigga You motherfuckin' right this DJ Clue Grand Theft Audio 2 Get the fuck out the car nigga don't make me rush you, nigga Shoot that nigga, 50!
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