Wanksta
DJ Whoo Kid & 50 Cent Lyrics

Yea, It's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari, F-50, break it down
Introducing himself, 50 Cent lists his various monikers before proceeding.

I got a lot of living, to do before I die, And I ain't got time to waste. Let's make it
50 has a lot to do in his life, and no time to waste. He's ready to get down to business.

You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothing We say you a wanksta, then you need to stop fronting
Someone claiming to be a gangster but never having done anything violent or criminal is a 'wanksta,' and they need to 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)
50 doesn't consider the person in question a friend or relative, and warns that they could easily become violent. They regularly deal drugs, and the person better hurry up and buy from them so they can resell.

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
50 is into a girl with an exceptional butt, and claims to impress her and others with his lyrics. He's trying to make them feel inferior and knows he's in control.

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
50 has been on parole since 1994 for a crime he committed. He references the amount of time he served and how someone he knows likely snitched on him.

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
50 calls out someone he knew from high school, wondering how they could fall so low. He warns that anyone who messes with his money will face consequences. He boasts about his fashion, but still knows he can do better. A girl is interested in him but 50 thinks it's just for his money. He warns the person to back off to avoid a violent altercation. The 'Gorilla Unit' is known for being tough, and they're not afraid to bring weapons to the club.

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
50 claims he's not any of the criminal types mentioned, but still considers himself a hustler. He finds rap easy and lucrative, and knows he needs to do what he has to in order to survive these rough streets. He warns others to not mess with him or they will face the consequences. He knows that people want to kill him, but he's prepared, as his weapons are much more intimidating than his competitor's.