Misdemeanor Lyrics by 50 Cent
From NY to compton real respect real
One hand on the wheel, one hand on the steel
Roll that, pass that, cock that, blast that
Flip that, flash that, I'm always where the cash at
That's why I'm in a nigga crib screaming where the stash at
Nigga come up with the chips and get hit
This is that baretta bounce, that full clip sound
That six shot revolver dance, now spin around
Anyday gunplay, friday, monday
Strawberry sunday 'll light up your ??? (honda)
Your hoopty hit up, you aint dead get up
Nigga, one to the git-ut, 'll hurt
One hand on the wheel, one hand on the steel
Roll that, pass that, cock that, blast that
Flip that, flash that, I'm always where the cash at
That's why I'm in a nigga crib screaming where the stash at
Nigga come up with the chips and get hit
This is that baretta bounce, that full clip sound
That six shot revolver dance, now spin around
Anyday gunplay, friday, monday
Strawberry sunday 'll light up your ??? (honda)
Your hoopty hit up, you aint dead get up
Nigga, one to the git-ut, 'll hurt