Better Walk

[Hook: 50 Cent]

Nigga, you better walk

Cause I ain't into talking

I hit you up

I put you in your coffin

You see with me? It's really not a game man

I hit them up

Lay them down

Bang bang

(2x)

[Verse 1: Kidd Kidd]

This around shack where's is at?

Click clack gimme dat POW POW BAP BAP THAT'S THAT!

Let my chiddy bang bang, I ain't wit da chitta chat

Play my role script was that the code I'm a stick with that

Been made my mind up to be the first dumpin'

Since a nigga shot at me right after we jumped him

I told Tity, Baby, and Mane not to touch 'em

I used fuck wit 'em, now I'm like fuck 'em

Dick in the dust, my rider's gon' do it

Real nigga shit I give 'em the gun to do it

Nigga shit real you can die over your music

Whatchu gon do kill a nigga youtube it it look stupid nigga

You, you, you, and you a bitch

Now look how I played you..like I do a bitch

I don't talk it, I walk it, put your coffin on an auction

My zodiac sign says caution, nigga

[Hook: 50 Cent]

[Verse 2: Kidd Kidd]

Just cause you pussy nigga you ain't got nine lives

I pack 50 shots you get hit 'bout 30 times

Ready N.Y. time, ownin' L.A. time

Time pickin' you, another dead body found

Another day, another died, triple murder homicide

You can stay on the side now your family jeopardized

You ain't 'bout this gangsta shit, I can see it in your eyes

Matter fact I can't, talking with your head down

M-zone gangsta Rida Gang Lone Ranger

Hand in his pocket, keep his fingers on his banger

Don't sit behind me, see I don't trust strangers

For the green I turn also, don't make me angry

You got splenda in your gender, pussy in your persona

Screamin' at ya so hard but sounding like Rihanna

You don't even add up, I know you don't the problems

I can hit a nigga wit a choppa from a chopper

[Hook: 50 Cent]

[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd]

I'm that bad kid nobody never wanted to play with

Tryna do somethin' evil and get away with

Growing up I wasn't always the family favorite

Now they don't say shit, cause I'm famous

I hit the block I wanna see ankles spraining

I'm aimed and cocked, I'm Bangkok dangerous

Don't run for cover, run for your gun!

And if you ain't got one... run

Stick a fork in that nigga, he's done

You pussy, cause you don't get none like a nun

Like Lennox with the ox I murder for fun

Don't charge me with Murder-One, cause I'm a murder some

Uh..yeah, yeah murderer, murderer

Light 'em up, light 'em up, burn 'em up burn 'er up

Niggas just talkin' shit, I ain't never heard of ya

Keep walkin' or be a wheelchair purchaser

[Hook: 50 Cent]