50 Cent — Collapse G-Unit Freestyle

[Intro] {*Gunshots*} 50 Cent, Shady, Aftermath The Dream team We gotta get the get well cards Niggas is sick Feel this {*gunshots*} Motion picture shit Hahaha! [Verse] Now don't think I won't hit you cause I'm popular I got a P-90 Ruger to pop at ya Catch you slipping I'ma give you what I got for ya My clip loaded with 16 shots for ya You never had a hot gun on ya waist and blood on your shoe 'Cause a nigga went and said the wrong shit to you Homie, you ain't been through what I been through You not like me And I'm not like you I'm like an animal with it, when I spit it, it's crazy Got semi-autos to put holes in niggas trying to play me One shot is not enough you need at least a Uzi to move me After four bottles of Dom, the kid start feeling woozy I write my life You write what you see in gangsta movies I'm gangsta to the core, nigga, you can't move me I find my space at the top I got this rap shit locked I never heard of you, you heard of me, I murder you Spit shells through your convertible Lotus you notice Rich or poor, hollows still go through your door This is war You scared of me, you not prepared for me, the kid is back 50 Cent, I know you like that Yeah, I know you like that Green Lantern, Shady Records, Anger Management Tour Homie, homie, homie... yeah!