50 Cent Lyrics
"Corner
Bodega"
[50 Cent]
Aight, check
this shit out
Y'all niggaz gon' stay in the car
I'm'a go right over here
and see somethin
Gimme ten minutes, If I don't come out, y'all come in
The money stays in the car 'til I say so...
Aiyyo, whattup whattup, man
This is what y'all niggaz is workin' wit' for 22 cents a gram?
Man,
when I come up in here treat me like I'm fam
I could go Uptown and get this
shit for 16 cents a gram
Bottom line is, man, I gotta cop and go
I got
a spot and I can't afford to stop the flow
Poppi, what the fuck is the matter
wit' ya Man?
Standin' against the wall with a gun in his hand
I ain't
on no funny shit I'm on some get this money shit
Every four days in PA I move
another brick
According to the DA I sold dope in VA
my crew stay in Queens
but my plates say VA
I'll show you where I rest at, it aint hard to find me
Let me buy a brick and get the other on cossimy
(Hey, this life is hard man)
I know, don't remind me
If I catch another case I'ma kill Guiliani
It
ain't even safe to sell a pack at night
Got task ridin 'round the projects
on Mountain Bikes
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
NY ain't
the same, it's OT playa
you can go and cop coke from the corner Bodega
hit the highway and take it to a town near you
And get that money man, get
that money man
[50 - singing]
Now, if you come
to 1-3-4 and I'm not around
That means I copped and I went outta town
You motherfuckers know how I get down
About my money man, about my money man
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