Can't Leave 'Em Alone (feat. 50 Cent) - Ciara

Yeah It is what it is man Uh-huh Sirens flashin' you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started out a robbery, they blew half his face off They seen him shinin', cross full of diamonds he bought grindin' His foot slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin' The D's came through, askin' the niggas if they knew what happened Somehow my name end up in anythin' that involves clappin' Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me They put me in a line up last time and they arrested me When it come to cookin' coke, they know I got the recipe I turn a quarter to a half, thats why they mess with me I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks A little weed, a little X, a little H, a little crack Figure, I push it to the limit, take this shit to the max Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat Calm, in my palm, fully loaded fire arm First to let off, last to run, every time it's on I tell niggas to suck my dick Get the fuck out my face 'Cause I don't need 'em 'Cause they're never around When I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' What, niggas yeah Is there a mothafuckin' problem nigga Oh, yeah That's what I thought so, pussy Niggas be talkin' about me, they always callin' me crazy Fuck them O.G. niggas, they stuck in the 80's Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', now you know thats a lie Nigga you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my mind Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime When I say move, nigga move or get caught in the cross fire Up a fence runnin', cut my fuckin' hand on a barbed wire Shits crazy, just a different day, it's the same shit Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole fuckin' brain split They sit, they see me in the Ashton Martin What's the matter, they can't get that Hoopty started Thought they was grindin', well goddamn where that money at Thought you was fucked up, 'cause you was lettin' paper stack You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, you's a busta I don't trust ya, I shoulda sent niggas to touch ya I tell niggas to suck my dick Get the fuck out my face 'Cause I don't need 'em 'Cause they're never around When I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' What? Who said they gonna do somethin' to me You must be out your rabbit-ass mind Fuck around kill one of these niggas

My flow sicker, your dough thick, well my dough thicker You talk sh-t I will kick your door n-gga I call my goons, my brand new chopper is coming soon AK47 got them dialing 9-11 I pull that trigger, you f-ck with my lil n-gga I come through get ya, hop out them hollow's hit ya Keep thinking it's a game, n-gga's aint playing Soulja Boy I'll bust your brain A n-gga talking all that sh-t Y'all n-ggas cannot represent F-cking with the youngest killer, youngest gorilla n-gga Split ya I deal with ya Knife sticker, ice picker, run for ya life n-gga I won't tell ya twice B-tch go run do the dougie, all the gangsta's they love me These hoes they be all on me They can't help that they want me They want me back Im on another level, b-tch you heard me say that do you SOD I never mentioned you cause you not worthy Yeah, we royalty dont talk to me B-tch you not worthy Mean mug, n-gga you gon mug who? Rob me? n-gga we gon rob you Choppers on me, n-ggas we don't give a f-ck I'm in the club, n-gga f-ck your mean mugs F-ck your mean mugs N-gga f-ck your mean mug F-ck your mean mug N-gga f-ck your mean mug F-ck your mean mug N-gga f-ck your mean mug F-ck your mean mug N-gga f-ck your mean mug When I'm trippin' Im twisted, I slap my clip in When I flip, hoe duck down when I start gettin' I'm iced out, b-tch my neck and my ears drippin' I lost count all this paper I be gettin' Any f-cking game n-gga pass me the ball And watch a n-gga ball, I'm Gucci to the draws I'm money over all, I don't really give a f-ck Tatted on my neck and throat and them girls lick me up Lick me up til I pop shawty swallow evry drop From the balls to the top She must do this sh-t a lot She's a freak she's a pro Got that paper it's a go Bring the Kush, bring the dro She might bless ya on the low Man, Thats why I pick you up off the ground If you make a f-cking sound Disrespect my f-cking crew B-tch is you f-cking clown Get the f-ck back n-gga We up in the club High as f-ck, talk sh-t and you gon get dropped Mean mug, n-gga you gon mug who? Rob me? n-gga we gon rob you Choppers on me, n-ggas we don't give a f-ck I'm in the club, n-gga f-ck your mean mugs F-ck your mean mugs N-gga f-ck your mean mug F-ck your mean mug N-gga f-ck your mean mug F-ck your mean mug N-gga f-ck your mean mug F-ck your mean mug N-gga f-ck your mean mug Yeah, misery loves company n-gga I send you to see your dead muthaf-cking homies

Yeah Haha, yeah Yeah If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top, for sure, I'ma make it hot, baby I apply pressure to pussies, they stunt and I pop (yeah) Stand above 'em squeezing my pistol, I'm sure that I got 'em (uh-huh) Now, Peter Piper picked peppers and run rocked rhymes I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop nines (brrat) Tell niggas "Get the money right" 'cause I got mine (uh-huh) And I'm around, quit playing, nigga, you can't shine You gon' be that next chump to end up in the trunk After being hit by the pump, is that what you want? Be easy, nigga, I'll lay your ass out Believe me, nigga, that's what I'm about, gangsta You could find a nigga sitting on chrome Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas and I'm gone If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top, for sure, I'ma make it hot, baby I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth, so smack him (woo) You holding a strap, he might come back, so clap him (yeah) React like a gangsta, or die like a gangsta for acting (come one) 'Cause you'll get hit and homicide'll be asking "What happened?" Oh no, look who crept in with the .44 20-inch rims sitting on low-pro's (uh-huh) Eastside, Westside, niggas know, yo, I'm loco (yeah) Even my mama said something really wrong with my brain Niggas don't rob me, they know I'm down to die for my chain G-Unit (yeah), we get it popping in the hood G-Unit (yeah), motherfucker, what's good? I'm waiting on niggas to act like they don't know how to act I had a sip of too much Jack, I'll blow 'em off the map With the MAC, thinking it's all rap 'Til that ass get clapped and Doc say, "It's a wrap" (It's a wrap, nigga) If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top, for sure, I'ma make it hot, baby I invented how to teach lessons to slow learners Go 'head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner (ah) I don't fight fair, I'm dirty, dirty I'm from Southside Jamaica, Queens, nigga, ya heard me? (Yeah) When streetlights come on niggas blast the nines (uh-huh) Get locked up, they read books to pass the time (woo) In the game there's ups and downs so I stay on the grind Niggas on my dick more than my bitch, I stay on they mind They ain't nothing they could do to stop my shine (uh-uh) This is God's plan, homie, this ain't mine I played the music loud, so Grandpa called me a nuisance And Grandma who always gotta throw in her two cents I'm the drop-out who made more money than these teachers Roofless like the coupe, but I come with more features I am what I am, you could like it or love it It feels good to blow 50 grand and think nothing of it, fuck it If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top, for sure, I'ma make it hot, baby, baby If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top, for sure, I'ma make it hot, baby, baby Uh-huh I'ma make it hot Dr. Dre Aftermath Shady Haha

From the front to the back From the left to the right side We're world wide From the east to the west side get it girl that's right Let's ride I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy Yeah i eat but much rather beat it Dick your girl down cuz i know she really need it Yeah I get her wet wetter then she ever been Now she tellin me that she gone tell all her friends I'm like Ok bring all along, as long As I can sting my tongue in between her thong Yeah I'm nasty I know you like it Lick the bottom lip baby girl you're gonna bite it Yeah I go deep I love her from her back Arch that back make that ass clap Make the pussy squirt yea i got stroke Tell me where it hurts spread them legs Little mami watch you work Tell me what it is, show me where it could be Pussy on my lips juice box taste good to me Put it on my tongue, fill me on up Put it in your gut, tear that pussy up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy She ain't got to tell me she want it She know I notice she wit' it She moan and groan when I get it She tell me lick it, I did it Sexy thing enough to make a n**ger go crazy man do crazy things Then we get topping and touching we get to licking and sticking Now you know we be doing when your granny be missin' We go to perfect positions, we get it popping now listen Too much pleasure to measure she got the power to beat beat We make it wanna get to me in a major way Jackpot (?) fade away I mean play your way I be on that elite s**t, that HBK heartbreak kid freak s**t I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy I'm mean you know I'm a big dog I dive in head first like a free fall Big wood, thicker than a tree log Had her bouncing on my d*ck like a see saw Baby I'm raw, in fact I don't use protection We can get it right here in the VIP Section I wanna f*ck you right here, like Erqel say Mr. Ice with the cream, no dessert please scream my name Baby I'm Skipper, just one dish had her reaching for my zipper And now I'ma d*ck her You can pick her up, or I'll deliver Panties in the way, if they're new then I'ma rip 'em I go hard in the paint, boyfriend muggin' all hard cause you came 91 Premium all in the tank Got to deposit that dick, call it a sperm bank I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy up up up up up up I beat the pussy