Wanksta
50 Cent/DJ Whookid Lyrics
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I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You ain't a friend of mine (yeah) you ain't no kin to mine (c'mon)
We do this all the time (what?), right now we on the grind (yeah)
So hurry up and cop and go, we sellin' it nicks and dimes (uh-huh)
Shorty, she so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass like that gotta be one of a kind (woo)
I crush 'em every time, punch 'em with every line
I'm fuckin' with they mind, I make 'em press rewind
They know they can't shine, If I'm around to rhyme
Been on parole since '94, 'cause I commit the crime
I send you my line, I did a three-to-nine
The D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin' dimes
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nothin'
You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nothin'
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin'
You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nothin'
Damn, homie
In high school you was the man, homie
The fuck happened to you?
I got the sickest vendetta when it come to the chedda (uh-huh)
Nigga, you play with my paper, you gon' meet my Beretta
Now shorty think I'm gon' sweat her (uh-huh), I'm sippin' on Amaretto (yeah)
I might hit once, then dead her, I know I could do better
She look good, but I know she after my chedda
She tryin' to get in my pockets, homie, and I ain't gon' let her
Be easy, start some bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in the club doin' the same old two-step
Guerrilla Unit, cuz, they say we bugged out
'Cause we don't go nowhere without toast, we thugged out
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin'
You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nothin'
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin'
You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nothin'
Me, I'm no mobster, me, I'm no gangsta
Me, I'm no hitman (yeah), me, I'm just me (me)
Me, I'm no wanksta, me, I'm no actor
But it's me you see, on your TV, 'cause I hustle, baby
This rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick, to talk greasy (woo)
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
When you play me close, for sure, I'm gon' pop my heat
Niggas sayin' they gon' murk 50, how?
We ridin' 'round with guns the size of Lil' Bow Wow
What you know about AK's and AR-15's
Equipped with night vision, shell catchers, and inf-beams, huh?
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin'
You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nothin'
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothin'
You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nothin'
Aha, damn, homie
In his song "Wanksta," 50 Cent asserts his authority as a self-proclaimed gangsta, mocking others who claim to be gangstas but don’t “pop nothin.” He emphasizes that they are “wankstas” who pretend to be tough but are nothing more than fakes. 50 Cent mentions how he is always grinding and hustling, working hard for his money. He also boasts about his collection of guns and ammunition, saying he carries them always, much to the fear of his enemies.
In the first verse, 50 Cent makes it clear that he doesn't have time to waste and wants to live his life to the fullest. He then calls out people who claim to be gangstas but have no record of actually committing any crime (such as shooting someone). He labels them as "wankstas" and asks them to stop faking a lifestyle they don't live. 50 Cent then flexes his skills, saying that he can manipulate anyone's mind with his lyrics and that they won't shine when he's around.
The second verse of the song sees 50 Cent making fun of the people who pretend to be his friends or claim to be related to him. He warns them that he isn't afraid to use his gun if push comes to shove. 50 Cent then goes on to criticize a woman for trying to get his money, warning her to stay away from his pockets. He finishes by boasting how easy it is for him to make money through music, and he's not going to let any obstacles prevent him from doing so.
Line by Line Meaning
Woo! Yeah, it's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50, break it down
Introducing 50 Cent with his alias and asking to start the song.
I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
Expressing the desire to live life fully and make the most of the time available.
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
Calling out someone who claims to be a gangster but has never done anything violent and telling them to stop pretending.
You ain't a friend of mine (yeah) you ain't no kin to mine (c'mon)
What makes you think that I won't run up on you with the nine? (uh-huh)
We do this all the time (what?), right now we on the grind (yeah)
So hurry up and cop and go, we sellin' it nicks and dimes (uh-huh)
Asserting that the person in question is not a friend or relative and that violence is a possibility. Also, talking about making money by selling drugs.
Shorty, she so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass like that gotta be one of a kind (woo)
I crush 'em every time, punch 'em with every line
I'm fuckin' with they mind, I make 'em press rewind
Talking about a woman's physical appearance and expressing the desire to win her over. Also, boasting about his ability to impress and entertain people.
They know they can't shine, If I'm around to rhyme
Been on parole since '94, 'cause I commit the crime
I send you my line, I did a three-to-nine
The D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin' dimes
Declaring that nobody else can outshine him and talking about his own criminal record and incarceration. Also, implying that someone gave information to the police about him.
You go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nothin'
You been hustlin' a long time and you ain't got nothin'
Criticizing someone for pretending to be prosperous by going to the dealership but never buying anything. Also, pointing out that they've been hustling for a long time without success.
Damn, homie
In high school you was the man, homie
The fuck happened to you?
Addressing someone who used to be successful in the past but has now fallen on hard times and questioning what went wrong.
I got the sickest vendetta when it come to the chedda (uh-huh)
Nigga, you play with my paper, you gon' meet my Beretta
Now shorty think I'm gon' sweat her (uh-huh), I'm sippin' on Amaretto (yeah)
I might hit once, then dead her, I know I could do better
She look good, but I know she after my chedda
She tryin' to get in my pockets, homie, and I ain't gon' let her
Talking about the importance of money and the consequences of anyone trying to steal it. Also, expressing interest in a woman's appearance but not willing to let her take advantage of him financially.
Be easy, start some bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
We in the club doin' the same old two-step
Guerrilla Unit, cuz, they say we bugged out
'Cause we don't go nowhere without toast, we thugged out
Warning someone not to start trouble, otherwise they and their group will be in danger. Also, describing his crew and how they are always prepared for any situation.
Me, I'm no mobster, me, I'm no gangsta
Me, I'm no hitman (yeah), me, I'm just me (me)
Me, I'm no wanksta, me, I'm no actor
But it's me you see, on your TV, 'cause I hustle, baby
This rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick, to talk greasy (woo)
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
When you play me close, for sure, I'm gon' pop my heat
Niggas sayin' they gon' murk 50, how?
We ridin' 'round with guns the size of Lil' Bow Wow
What you know about AK's and AR-15's
Equipped with night vision, shell catchers, and inf-beams, huh?
Denying being a violent criminal but instead saying he is a hustler. Boasting about making money easily without having to resort to violence. Also, talking about the weapons he and his crew possess.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: John Freeman, Curtis James Jackson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Jose Serrano
Who else listening to this in 2021??? And who else misses his concerts????
Ekole Bazil Najembe
Me from Cameroon.. I love 50
Varok
Se me pone la piel de gallina cuando comienza el tema 🔥
Jaime García Sánchez
Mira que yo era un niño pero me hubiera encantado haber vivido eso😍
Deminus
Prime 50 was scary.
Matheus C
muito foda meu tá loco
Chris J Productionz
I mean who was bigger Than 50 Cent in 2003?? I’ll wait……,
Jacob Corbett
I mean in terms of rap. There’s probably not been anyone that set the scene on fire like this. Maybe PAC and biggie in their prime. Other than that nobody goes close
PeRSeus
real rap live.
Octavio Gimenez
50 legend.