SMS Get the Message 50 Cent

[Intro]
Nigga I ain’t fucking around
SMS, get the message, get the message!
SMS, get the message!

[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
I go hard full time, duck when I pull mine
I run from one time, fuck a pig, ya dig?
I go to war with one nine
I work, you see mine
But I ain’t never ever gonna say I did it
In a hoopty, hoody on, cruising the back locks
You stuntin’ on hungry niggas, go ahead get your ass shot
Your neck got your chain on it
Bullet got your name on it
I’m serious, sometimes it seems like I’m playin’
Dump a shell case in your face, The DA’s coming for me
They tryna find a rat or call it a cold case
I know some niggas, some snitches
I know some bitches who’s scared
I got some shooters around me and they stay fully prepared
We got them straps you niggas look at and flinch
Ghetto nigga get rich, what you think I’ma get?
We got that pump in that chopper, we got the tech in that sweeper
We got that Ruger that Mac, I call it my bitch nigga ether