Wanksta
50 Cent Feat. 2Pac Lyrics
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I got a lot of living, to do before I die,
And I ain't got time to waste. Let's make it
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
We say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting
You ain't a friend of mine,(yea) you ain't no kin to mine,(c'mon)
We do this all the time (what), right now we on the grind (yea)
So hurry up and cop and go resell it nicks and dimes, (uh huh)
Shortie, she so fine, I gotta make her mine,
A ass like that, gotta be one of a kind,(Whoo)
I crush em every time, punch em wit every line
I'm fucking with they mind, I make em press rewind
They know they can't shine, If I'm around to rhyme
Been on parole since ninety four, cause I commit the crime
I say them my line, I did it three to nine
The D's ran up in my crib, you know who drop the dime
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing,
You say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nothing
You been hustling a long time, but you ain't got nothing
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
You say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothing
You been hustling long time, but you ain't got nothing
Damn homie,
In high school you was the man homie
What 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 baretta
Now shortie think I'm a sweat her,(uh huh) I'm sippin on Amaretto, (yea)
I'm out here doin stilleta, I know I could do betta
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 ol two step
Gorilla unit 'cause, they say we bugged out
Cause we don't go nowhere without toast be thugged out
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing,
You say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nothing
You been hustling a long time, but you ain't got nothing
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
You say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothing
You been hustling long time, but you ain't got nothing
Me, I'm no mobster, me, I'm no gangsta
Me, I'm no hit man, (yea) me, I'm just me
Me, I'm not wanksta, me, I'm no actor
But it's me you see, on your TV, cause I hustle babe
This rap shit is so easy, I'm getting what you get for a brick, to talk greasy
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
When you play me close, fa' sure, I'ma pop my heat
Niggas say they goin' murder 50, how
We riding round wit guns the size, of Lil' Bow Wow
What you know about AK's and are-15's
Equipped wit night vision, shell catchers and empties, huh
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing,
You say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you don't never cop nothing
You been hustling a long time, but you ain't got nothing
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
You say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting
You go to the dealership, but you never cop nothing
You been hustling long time, but you ain't got nothing
Damn homie!
The song "Wanksta" by 50 Cent / Eminem is a diss track towards those who claim to be gangsters but have never done anything to prove it. In the opening lines, 50 Cent refers to himself as Ferrari and says he has a lot of living to do before he dies, indicating that he has accomplished more than those whom the song targets. The chorus contains the phrase "You say you're a gangsta, but you never pop nothing. We say you're a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting" addressing those who talk tough but have never followed through on their words. The song also references 50 Cent's past experiences with crime, being on parole since 1994 and he mocks those who claim to be gangsters but have never committed a crime.
Line by Line Meaning
Yea, It's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari, F-50, break it down
I'm 50 Cent, aka Ferrari, F-50. Let's get into it.
I got a lot of living, to do before I die,
And I ain't got time to waste. Let's make it
I have a lot to do in life, so let's not waste any time and get to it.
You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing
We say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting
You claim to be a gangster, but you've never actually done anything. You're a poser, so stop pretending.
You ain't a friend of mine,(yea) you ain't no kin to mine,(c'mon)
What makes you think that I won't run up on you wit the nine, (uh huh)
We do this all the time (what), right now we on the grind (yea)
So hurry up and cop and go resell it nicks and dimes, (uh huh)
Shortie, she so fine, I gotta make her mine,
A ass like that, gotta be one of a kind,(Whoo)
I crush em every time, punch em wit every line
I'm fucking with they mind, I make em press rewind
They know they can't shine, If I'm around to rhyme
Been on parole since ninety four, cause I commit the crime
I say them my line, I did it three to nine
The D's ran up in my crib, you know who drop the dime
You're not my friend or related to me. I may take drastic measures against you. We are currently hustling and selling drugs. There's a girl I'm attracted to because of her unique appearance. My rhymes are so good that I make people listen to them over again. I'm the one in control here, and I've been in and out of jail since 1994.
Damn homie,
In high school you was the man homie
What 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 baretta
Now shortie think I'm a sweat her,(uh huh) I'm sippin on Amaretto, (yea)
I'm out here doin stilleta, I know I could do betta
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 ol two step
Gorilla unit 'cause, they say we bugged out
Cause we don't go nowhere without toast be thugged out
You were popular in high school but not anymore. If you mess with my money, I'll use my gun against you. I'm sipping on Amaretto and doing well for myself. I know people are after my money, but I won't let them take it. Be careful, or you and your crew will get hurt. We go out to the club and dance, but we always carry weapons because of our reputation.
Me, I'm no mobster, me, I'm no gangsta
Me, I'm no hit man, (yea) me, I'm just me
Me, I'm not wanksta, me, I'm no actor
But it's me you see, on your TV, cause I hustle babe
This rap shit is so easy, I'm getting what you get for a brick, to talk greasy
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets
When you play me close, fa' sure, I'ma pop my heat
Niggas say they goin' murder 50, how
We riding round wit guns the size, of Lil' Bow Wow
What you know about AK's and are-15's
Equipped wit night vision, shell catchers and empties, huh
I'm not really a gangster or hitman, just me being me. However, you see me on TV because of my success in the rap game. It's an easy way to make money. I'll do whatever it takes to survive. If you come too close, I won't hesitate to use my gun. People have threatened to kill me, but I'm always carrying huge guns for protection.
Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JOHN FREEMAN, CURTIS JAMES JACKSON
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