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Lil Wayne - "Gossip (50 Cent Diss)"
Lyrics to Gossip (50 Cent Diss) : [Deluxe Edition] [Talking:] I hate gossip And I dont walk around lookin for it, you know' But, yesterday It Seemed to just wander around till it found me you know like The gossip found me Then why dont you just prove it. How' You dont know how to prove it' Well, what you just do is... Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop... (Ooo) [Lil Wayne:] Stop... hatin on a nigga That is a weak emotion The lady of a nigga And you could get tipped Like ya waitin on a nigga Put a body bag and an apron on tha nigga... I give my all behind the mic, But you could never see, if you sit behind the light You dont have to pick me... to win the title fight But Im gone wear that championship belt soo tight And if Im wrong, there is no right And if Im wrong, there is Snow White... Im tryna be polite, but you bitches in my hair like the fuckin PO-LICE, and My flow is rare, these other rappers nice, These other rappers bark, Some of em even bite But Im much more bright I give the game sight So before you dim the light you just might... might... wanna [Talking:] Think it over (think it over) Oo Think it over (think it over) Baby... get em [Lil Wayne: ] Stop... analyzin critacizin, You should realize what I am and start epidamizin Lagenament, got the heart of the biggest lion Confident like fuck em all pull out my dick and ride it My flow sick, so sick, its like my shit is dyin It rains a lot in my city, cause my citys cryin Cause my citys dyin But I emerge from all of that, I am a living pion eer near zion, Fear god not them, Steer my Robin Coupe through the streets of the boot... And soo woop, and then I leave a tub in the booth, I leave a bloodbath, Sorry thats a tub in the booth, now where the drugs at' Like the strings on the shoe Nah nigga fuck that Im twisted like the string on a boot, where New Orleans at' I feel hip hop stole me like a bus pass So in your possession, I must ask... [Talking:] Hey, havent I been good to you' (Think it over) Tell me, havent I been sweet to you' [Lil Wayne:] Drag my name through the mud I come out clean Cast away stones I wont even blink A gun is not a math problem, I wont even think Just leave you dead like the mink under my sink Dont believe in me Dont believe me I graduated from hungry, And made it to greedy My flow is like pasta Take it and eat it But Im gone need cheese if Im bakin the ziti You niggas want beef, I want a steak and uh we be, Lost in Amsterdam or Jamaica, where weed be, Hard body nigga, just takin it easy, All about my paper, bout my paper like EZ, Wider wrappers, why do rappers, lie to fans, lie to rappers, Lotta rappers, lie like actors, cut tha motherfuckin cameres Cut the check... fuck ya props I Am hip hop And I aint dead Im alive [pulse] [ Gossip (50 Cent Diss) Lyrics ]
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