Hook 2x Drugs really gotta hold of me really got a hold of me drugs really gotta hold of me they really got a hold of me
how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp In the hood, in L.A. they sayin,"50 you hot
Sahara (Bitch!) You aware of this rap terrorist with a therapist With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants Got a habit of holding Tylenol
'll kill you You know why? 'Cuz I'm a Criminal Criminal You goddamn right I'm a criminal Yeah, I'm a criminal My words are like a dagger with a jagged
me to raise such a stink up When motherfuckers hate your guts You aint even gotta say much For me to put a pen to a blank sheet of papers Like smearing
they paint me As a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist But that ain't the case See it's a matter of taste We as a people decide If Shady
the underground like sewer smoke It's all shifty, I got all-a my dogs wit' me And they all rich, and still all-a they palms itchy We'll pump, rumble over
A, coincidence everything is the same That a message in the music ain't a part of the game A, coincidence that we livin a lie A, coincidence that we only
smashed into your Honda Accord With a 4 door Ford But a more toward (?) droppin an accapella The choppin a fella into motzerella Worse than a hellacopta propella Got
me? It's not new to me Sue me; fuck you - what's a couple dollars to me? But you will respect me, simple as that Or I got no problem goin back I'm representin
ll tell the nurses to hold a bed for you, and I'ma make sure you come back for it So barricade your infants, put up some extra fences A woman beater
I got C.O.'s bringin me Filet Mingon But now a nigga home looking frail in a drop With a bitch shotgun that's inhaling the cock I got rocks on my neck
girl showed me your crib Unless she told me a fib Then I'm gonna have both of ya get did Burning incense, facing a murder sentence Under intent, for
deal with the blue balls You ain't gotta fear me but you'll respect me Niggas who never met me threaten me, want to gillete me Coming off soft, I got
know you don't love me, I know you don't love me You scream and holler when Eminem's in town I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me Snoop put me
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm
