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"Serial Killer" is a track by 50 Cent, from the album G-Unit Radio 22 Hip Hop Is Dead Verse Two, released 8th September 2006. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about 50 Cent.
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[Intro: Cutty Ranks] Six million ways to die, choose one [Verse 1: 50 Cent] This is more than a rhyme It's a moment in time (Yeah!) Stop, listen to what's goin' on in my mind (Haha) One hand on your shine, one hand on the nine Squeeze a hollow-tip'll chip a bone in your spine (Woooooh) May I remind these niggas, I line these niggas I been doin' 'em dirty, they say I'm 7:30 Catch me hollerin' "fuck it" ridin' in a bucket Tints on a Regal, stunt nigga I'll leave you The hammer hit the shell'll leave that ass in a fetal Ride with the eagle so prеgenital My flow's so lethal, it should be illеgal Eight bars'll make a nigga wan' kill people This machine gun funk, decay in the trunk with the clip loaded to the tip ready to dump [Verse 2: 40 Glocc & 50 Cent] Walk up on em, hit 'em up, where you niggas from? Exchange a few words, pull a blamer and dump (Uh-huh) He got what he deserved for tryna play me a punk I'm in the hood posted daily with the semis and pumps (It's the Unit) 10:30 ridin' dirty in the back of the trunk (Haha) Adrenaline pumpin', palms sweaty as fuck S.P.I. sittin' shotgun, blowin' a blunt (Yeah!) When them shells start flyin' better know how to run (Yeah) If you ain't up on thangs 40 Glocc's the name, my city's the gang I'm in Honda gettin' blunted, get the fuck up the lane (Haha) Put a canister kick in your sprain Shoot that shit don' be a bitch, let these niggas know (What!) What's up with you? who you wit? we go for broke (Ha) Walk up to you at your crib, kick in your door And lay your kids and your bitch both on the floor It's a gangbang thang, represent for the land and try to pick as many off as you can (L.A.!) Put your burner gloves on, homie (L.A., L.A., L.A.) stick to the plan I send the lil homies after your ass (L.A., L.A., I.E.) [Chorus: 50 Cent] Serial killa Serial Killa Serial killa Wake up every morning to my Lucky Charm cereal Serial killa Serial Killa Serial killa Wake up every morning to my Lucky Charm cereal [Verse 3: Prodigy] Just one dose of my dope shit'll have you floatin' High than a muhfucker, wide open You need me, to know what to do next My jewelry, my uzi'll open your neck They call me O.P.P., the NYPD sick, they can't find the guns when they search my whip Nigga it's a danger zone, welcome to hell You finna die right now 'cause nigga we kill (Huh) Gunfire leave kids at home 'cause them shots don't discriminate where they leave holes Here we go, it's another one, I come for you, son Right at your wedding, mad shots through your bubblegum I'm at your funeral back for more Your family duck, my bullets chip tombstones Yeah, fouler than foul, grimy as shit It's Guerilla Unit, Infamous Mobb Deep, bitch We not partners or brothers, naw Fuck out my face and meet your God [Chorus: 50 Cent] Suicide, it's a suicide Suicide, it's a suicide Suicide, it's a suicide Now tell me What's my motherfuckin' name? Serial killa
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