50 CENT - Warning You lyrics
rate meWhen they say my time is up and I am just collecting dust
Don’t turn on me, don’t turn on me
And when they claim that I’m washed up
Or when my gums begin top rust
I’m warning you, don’t turn on me
December 9, ’97, I told you I’m gonna blow
Failure’s not an option, my sister only one years old
I wrote a verse about the night I just babysit you rookies
Cause my grandfather coffee pie had cocaine cooking
Fast forward my grind, 98-99
No X, more Os, broken in nickels and dimes
I told niggers I’d make it, they was doubting me then
Picture me zoning on a park bench pushing my pimp
Who needs enemies? My friends keep shooting my friends
They taking hints now, they’ll blow your head out for a Benz
Called me a dreamer cause I could see myself on top
I’m getting my ass off this block
When they say my time is up and I am just collecting dust
Don’t turn on me, don’t turn on me
And when they claim that I’m washed up
Or when my gums begin top rust
I’m warning you, don’t turn on me
Don’t turn on me
No, no, no, don’t, don’t
Don’t turn on me
No, no, no, don’t, don’t
I’m warning you, don’t turn on me
No, no, no, don’t, don’t
Ain’t it funny how the niggers I came up with will be bumping me
Bought a gun I guess misery loves company
Told a mama when I’ll be something to believe
They was more concerned with who was rolling up the weed
JFK didn’t work, neither did Columbia
Got side, got drug, when I love a summer whole
One year recovery, felt like a bag of broken bones
Bill collectors coming on, that’s when you know you’re on your own
Count me out Imma show
Found my way out a mother fucking corner’s perform
Under pressure, I’m built on
Talk all my life is still here boy
When they say my time is up and I am just collecting dust
Don’t turn on me, don’t turn on me
And when they claim that I’m washed up
Or when my gums begin top rust
I’m warning you, don’t turn on me
Don’t turn on me
No, no, no, don’t, don’t
Don’t turn on me
No, no, no, don’t, don’t
I’m warning you, don’t turn on me
No, no, no, don’t, don’t
... gave me a shot and I ran with it
Homey in the cell saying thing
My man did it, get rich or die trying
I made it to the top
I’m fighting off a competition
Trying not to drop
It seems like no one’s seen them fucking with a kid
All that shit was me trying to take off they fucking head
They don’t see the slap all they hear is the shot
Somebody here, I’m shooting one of the cops
If I don’t start no beef
I need aggression with aggression
I learned that on the street
I still fronting all they blogs, sitting on...
Got that flow, they know, be number one
When they say my time is up and I am just collecting dust
Don’t turn on me, don’t turn on me
And when they claim that I’m washed up
Or when my gums begin top rust
I’m warning you, don’t turn on me
Don’t turn on me
No, no, no, don’t, don’t
Don’t turn on me
No, no, no, don’t, don’t
I’m warning you, don’t turn on me
No, no, no, don’t, don’t
