50 CENT

50 CENT - Remain Calm (Al Qaeda Bomb) lyrics

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[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

Try to remain calm, you fucking with a don

Pocket full of green, green in the bong

That bitch with the bow-legged stance turning me on

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Niggas still want me dead like Osam'

Them niggas all workers, I'll smack the shit out they bosses

Ferrari, I'm stronger than 500 horses

Money is power, you niggas better wake up

My ear rings blinking, that's old shit from Jacob

Add it up, four plus four, that's eight karats

You can't run and get you a bill, you ain't got it

Blackjack we do that, ten grand a hand

You can get shot fucking with Floyd, that's my man

Billionaire brotherhood, we call this the Money Team

Pinky ring flawless, my God I'm gorgeous

[Hook: 50 Cent]

Remain calm, you fucking with a don

Remain calm, ho remain calm

Remain calm, you fucking with a don

Remain calm, don't ring the alarm

Remain calm, you fucking with a don

Remain calm, nigga remain calm

Remain calm, you fucking with a don

Remain calm, this a Al-Qaeda bomb

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

I'm chilling like a villain while I'm dealing, I am

Ruling while I'm cooling with my tool in my hand

Post up, coast up, this is my life, bitch

Up close on ya, you'll get stuck with a knife, bitch

Cuz burnt out, turnt out like a light switch

Got a lot of hoes, but Charlene that's my white bitch

The rest of my bitches, nah they ain't gon' like this

But I don't give a fuck cause they all love this nightstick

But I still remain calm, bang and drop bombs

Collar popped up, cool as the Fonz

Motherfucker! Have a seat and loosen up

Get a glass of some gin, now juice it up, deuces up

See it's a line there for a reason

And if you cross it, no more breathing, ya leaving

Believe it - we understand each other?

Cause I would hate to have to put a slug in ya, brother - ya dig?

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Precious Paris]

Four fifth on that shit, that Glock copped to ya face

My twat cocked in ya face, you know you wan' taste

Alexander McQueen, strapless with my back out

Six inch DaVinci's, a bitch finna act out

Niggas on my heels tryna find out what the head like

I know what the bread like, my butt give y'all headlight

Shine like I shine, night or daytime

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Make a nigga wan' buy everything I say buy - ma na na na na

My assets is my ass, jack

Stun, I tell my niggas right where yo stash at

You fucking with a Southside bitch, I go where the money go

I'm madam put on a stroll, Get my money ho

Catch me in Ferragamo or Dolce & Gabbana

Or ?, I'm B squared up, what

[Hook]

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