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50 Cent

Genres: Hip-Hop

Don't Push Me Lyrics - 50 Cent

I need you to want me to win 

I need to know where I'm headed 

'Cause I know where I been 

Flows, bones crushin', it's nothin' 

I come up with sum'n 

 

Come through your strip, frontin', stuntin' 

It's sum'n you want 

745 chrome spinnin's 

Haters hate that I'm winnin' 

Man, I been hot from the beginnin' 

Muthafuckas, envy the kid 

Control your jealousy 

 

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'Cause I can't control ma temper 

I'm in to catch a felony 

Pistol in hand, homie 

I'm down to get it top 

Who wants to squeeze da first shot 

You know I ain't stop, 'til ma clip is empty 

I'm simply 

Not that nigga used to try your luck 

What da fuck, wait-- 

Holla tip shells is strup 

Wit' yo bones broke, gun smokin', still open 

What-nigga lay yo ass down, paramedics get ya up 

Right now, I'm on da edge 

So don't push me 

 

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I aim straight fo' yo head 

So don't push me 

Fill yo ass up with lead 

So don't push me 

I got sum'n fo' yo ass, keep thinkin' I'm pussy 

Right now, I'm on da edge 

So don't push me 

 

I aim straight fo' yo head 

So don't push me 

Fill yo ass up with lead 

So don't push me 

I got sum'n fo' yo ass, keep thinkin' I'm pussy 

I almost lost my bigga nigga, and 

I didn't cry 

 

Too young to understand 

The consequences of a man 

Livin' a lie, I 

Gotta get that money, I be damnin' from bummin' 

Gotta watch my back around these niggas 

'Cause they fun in 20 years 

And watchin' ma momma tears, got me heated 

Heavenly weeded 

Smokin' that bomb, 'cause I need it 

These niggas don't want me ballin' they want me buried 

Balled in the dirt from shots flurried 

Layin' wit' bombs all on my shirt 

I got plans to hop up in da Hummer 

'Cause I'm a stunner 

I sit back and wonder 

When dem angels gon' call my number 

Under 

My chest is a heart of a lion, lion, lion 

Pound me, honeys got me flyin' 

Wit' my iron 

Eyes are giant 

I'm runnin' from nuthin' 

My stomach is touchin' 

While I'm clutchin' 

To give you more than a concussion 

End the discussion 

My brothers told me so I'm bolder 

And to see a solder 

Hurt on my shoulder 

Look in the mirror 

I see a soldier 

Right now, I'm on da edge 

So don't push me 

 

I aim straight fo' yo head 

So don't push me 

Fill yo ass up with lead 

So don't push me 

I got sum'n fo' yo ass, keep thinkin' I'm pussy 

Right now, I'm on da edge 

So don't push me 

 

I aim straight fo' yo head 

So don't push me 

Fill yo ass up with lead 

So don't push me 

I got sum'n fo' yo ass, keep thinkin' I'm pussy 

These are my ideas, this is my sweat and tears 

This I shit that I saw with my eye balls, my ears 

 

This is me who's gotta be 

What you see on TV 

What you hear on CD 

What appears easy 

Man, these teeny-boppers see me on these magazine covers 

In these beanies, in these rags 

Live in fantasies, frontin' 

Like its all fun 'n games 

'Til the shoot-'em-up, bang 

And you see your brains hang 

And you see we ain't playin' 

Ain't sayin' we ain't layin' down at night 'n ain't prayin' 

I bullied my way in this game 

And I'm done playin', man 

I'm done sayin' that I'm done playin' 

I'ma start, layin' any of dese, mothafuckin' cocksuckas 

There's no way I'ma back down like a god damn coward 

I can't 

How would I look as a man, bowin' to his knees 

Like the mad cow disease 

Let somebody lash out at me 

And not lash back out at 'em 

Please 

Oh, whoa, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me, not Marshall 

You wanna see Marshall? 

I'll show you Marshall 

I try to show you art, but you jus' pick it apart 

So I see I hafta start 

Showin' you fuckin' old farts 

A whole other side 

I wanted to not show you 

So you know you not 

Dealin' with some fuckin' marshmallow 

Little, soft, yellow, punk pussy whose heart's Jell-o (kuz) 

Right now, I'm on da edge 

So don't push me 

I aim straight fo' yo head 

So don't push me 

Fill yo ass up with lead 

So don't push me 

I got sum'n fo' yo ass, keep thinkin' I'm pussy 

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