50 CENT - 9 shots lyrics

rate me

[Intro]

Fifty, fifty x 3

Ferrari, Ferrari x 3

Shooter, shooter x 2

(Verse)

I was innocent then, I ain’t do no wrong

She said, “you be my little man,” I said, “yep, ah huh”

She was everything to me, when she came, I just lit up

Sunday morning I was so sharp, all did up

It was welfare hustling, they killed her for that

The first shot, bullet wound in my back

I’m fucked up, look at my sneakers, I’m fucked up

Now I’m on my own, momy gone

Sam said, “you a young boy, why your clothes look so old?

You don’t need fish, little nigga, you need a pole

You don’t need no new kicks, you need an O”

Chop that, bag it, get right back at it

That touched me, it hit me in my heart

I’m a hustler, homie, you was givin me my start

I am what I am, Sabrina’s only baby

Practicin in the mirror, pulling out my 380

Man, I fucked up and they gonna kill me

Whenever shit can go wrong it always will

See, seven grams of cocaine, three grams of dope

Saint Mary medallion hangin from my rope

Try to punk me and my gun smoke

Look, I’m out of control, my gun go

Off like it’s legal, call the cops, you need to

Give ‘em my description, I ain’t bullshittin'

My high school sweetheart love didn’t last long

Niggas start flashin that bread and she was gone

That hurt me like the bullet in my calf then

My next girl was a pain in the ass

I got 2 shots left, in case niggas try to get me

That’s 9 shots, we just call it fifty

(Outro)

Mama said the Lord gonna bless us

Mama said, mama said

Mama said the Lord gonna bless us

The landlord stress us

Mama said the Lord gonna bless us

Mama said, mama said

Mama said the Lord gonna bless us

The dope or the food stamps or the shit couldn’t kill us

Mama said the Lord gonna bless us

That’s what mamma said, that's what mamma said