Heat
G-Unit/50 Cent Lyrics


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"Ayy, you want some of this shit?"
"Naw, I don't want that shit"
"I don't give a fuck, I don't play that shit
And I'm finna buss a cap on a nigga"
"Man, shut the fuck up
Slow down, slow down, slow down
You see that brick house right there?
That's the nigga crib
When he come out just tighten his ass up
I'ma get in the other car"
"Aight"

If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you with them thangs out (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin' tape in court
I'll kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'
Catch you slippin' I'ma kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'

Keep thinkin' I'm candy, 'til ya fuckin' skull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-the-box (yeah)
In the hood summer time is the killin' season
It's hot out this bitch that's a good enough reason (woo)
I've seen gangstas get religious when they start bleedin'
Sayin', "Lord, Jesus help me," 'cause they ass leakin'
When they window roll down and that AK come out
You can squeeze ya little handgun 'til you run out
And you can run for ya backup
But them machine gun shells gon' tear ya back up
God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that
'Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right back
It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya fucked
I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier than Lady Luck
Look, nigga, don't think you safe 'cause you moved out the hood
'Cause ya mama still around, dog, and that ain't good
If you was smart you'd be shook of me
'Cause I'd get tired of lookin' for ya, spray ya mama crib
And let yo' ass look for me

If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you with them thangs out (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin' tape in court
I'll kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'
Catch you slippin' I'ma kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'

My heart bleeds for you, nigga, I can't wait to get to you
Behind that twinkle in yo' eyes I can see the bitch in you
Nigga, you know the streets talk
So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks
I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride 'til the sun burn out
If I die today I'm happy how my life turned out
See the shootouts that I'm been in 'em by myself
Locked up I was in a box by myself
I done made myself a millionaire by myself
Now shit changed, motherfucker, I can hire some help
I done heard about the fifty grand you put in the hood
But ya shooter finna get shot, it won't do him no good
With a pistol I define the definition of pain
If you survive ya bones'll still fuckin' hurt when it rains
Oh, you a pro at playin' Battleship? Well, this ain't the same
Little homie this is a whole different type of war game
See the losers end up in shackles and motherfuckin' chains
Or laid out in the streets leakin' out they brains

If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you with them thangs out (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin' tape in court
I'll kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'
Catch you slippin' I'ma kill you
I ain't playin', hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin'

After the fist fights it's gunfire, boy, you get the best of me (you get the best of me)
If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testin' me (go testin' me)
All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessin' me (blessin' me)
Finna run rap 'cause Dr. Dre got the recipe (recipe, recipe)

Yeah, haha, ayy Dre
Got me feelin' real bulletproof up in this motherfucker
'Cause the windows on my motherfuckin' Benz is bulletproof, nigga
'Cause my motherfuckin' vest is bulletproof, nigga
'Cause my motherfuckin' hat is bulletproof, nigga




But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a fuckin' concussion
But better that then a hole in the head right, nigga? Hahahaha

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of G-Unit/50 Cent's "Heat" are centered around the theme of gang violence and the rapper's stance on it. Throughout the song, 50 Cent portrays himself as a cold-blooded killer who is willing to do whatever it takes to protect himself and his crew. The opening lines, "If there's beef cock it and dump it, the drama really means nothing to me," set the tone for the rest of the song. 50 Cent is unapologetic about his willingness to take a life in order to preserve his own. He constantly flaunts his ability to shoot and kill, stating that he doesn't have time to "cock it," and there is no way to stop him when someone runs up on him with a weapon. The chorus of the song repeats the refrain "I'll kill you" multiple times, and emphasizes that he isn't playing around.


One of the standout verses of the song is when 50 Cent disses his opponents by stating how much he relishes the opportunity to take them out, saying, "My heart bleeds for you, nigga, I can't wait to get to you. Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the bitch in you." He also speaks candidly about the consequences of getting caught, stating that he doesn't care if he gets caught because the prosecutor can play his "motherfucking tape in court." This lyric shows how confident 50 Cent is in his ability to protect himself, even if it means taking matters into his own hands.


Overall, "Heat" is a song about violence and survival, and 50 Cent's willingness to do whatever it takes to come out on top. The lyrics showcase his tough exterior and the harsh realities of living in a dangerous environment.


Line by Line Meaning

If there's beef cock it and dump it
If there's trouble, take action and deal with it immediately.


The drama really means nothing to me
I'm not concerned with drama or conflict; I'm more focused on the result.


I'll ride by and blow ya brains out
I'll take violent action against you without hesitation.


There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
There's no opportunity for you to defend yourself against my attack.


When niggas run up on you with them thangs out
When someone approaches you with a gun, you can't do anything about it.


I do what I gotta do, I don't care if I get caught
I'll take whatever actions I need to without worrying about the consequences.


The DA can play this motherfucking tape in court
Even if I'm caught and brought to trial, the evidence will speak for itself, and I won't care about the consequences.


I'll kill you
If you cross me or get in my way, I won't hesitate to take your life.


I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
I'm serious,listen to what I'm saying, I mean what I say, and I won't change my mind.


Catch you slipping I'mma kill you
If you let your guard down or make a mistake around me, I'll take advantage and end your life.


Keep thinking I'm candy 'till ya fucking skull get popped
Don't underestimate me or treat me like an easy target because you'll end up dead.


And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-the-box
If I shoot you in the head, your brain will spill out like a Jack-in-the-box toy.


In the hood summer time is the killing season
Violence and murder are more likely to happen in the summer in this neighborhood.


It's hot out this bitch that's a good enough reason
The heat and discomfort of summer create a hostile environment that can cause people to act out.


I've seen gangstas get religious when they start bleeding
Even tough guys become desperate and pray for help when they're severely injured or dying.


Saying 'Lord, Jesus help me' cause they ass leaking
They'll cry out to God for help when they're badly injured and losing blood.


When they window roll down and that A.K. come out
When someone rolls down their car window and points an AK-47 at you, you're in serious trouble.


You can squeeze ya little handgun until you run out
If you try to use a small handgun in response to an AK-47, you'll run out of bullets and still be at a disadvantage.


And you can run for ya backup
You might try to call for backup from your friends or associates, but it probably won't help.


But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up
The attacker will continue firing and hitting you with machine gun bullets, causing severe damage.


God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that
You might believe that God is on your side, but I'm not concerned because I'll still come after you.


Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right back
I'm ready to reload my guns and come back for you if necessary.


It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya fucked
If you go up against me, you're in big trouble and most likely going to lose.


I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier then Lady Luck
If get the upper hand in a confrontation and you manage to dodge it, you're very lucky.


Look, nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood
Don't assume you're safe just because you left the neighborhood.


Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and that ain't good
Your mother is still in the area, which makes you vulnerable and more likely to be targeted.


If you was smart you'd be shook of me
If you were intelligent, you'd be afraid of me and take precautions.


Cause I'd get tired of looking for ya, spray ya mama crib
If you keep avoiding me, I'll eventually get fed up and end up attacking your mother's home.


And let ya ass look for me
After attacking your mother's home, I'll let you come looking for me, and I'll be ready for you.


My heart bleeds for you, nigga, I can't wait to get to you
I feel no sympathy for you and can't wait to confront you.


Behind that twinkle in ya eyes I can see the bitch in you
Despite your tough exterior and confident appearance, I know deep down you're weak and afraid.


Nigga, you know the streets talk
You should know that word gets around quickly in this neighborhood.


So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks
Don't expect me to back down, and don't even try to talk to me about making peace.


I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride 'till the sun burn out
I'm determined to stand my ground and fight until the bitter end.


If I die today I'm happy how my life turned out
I'm satisfied with the way I've lived my life, and I'm ready to die if necessary.


See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself
I've been in dangerous situations and had to rely on myself to survive.


Locked up I was in a box by myself
When I was in prison, I was alone and had to fend for myself.


I done made myself a millionaire by myself
I've achieved great success and wealth through my own hard work and determination.


Now shit changed, motherfucker, I can hire some help
I've reached a level of success where I can now hire others to help me.


I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood
I've heard about the money you donated to the neighborhood, but it won't save you.


But ya shooter fin'nin to get shot, it won't do him no good
Your hired gun is about to get killed, so the money you spent won't help you.


With a pistol I define the definition of pain
I'm skilled with a pistol, and I can cause extreme pain and damage with it.


If you survive ya bones'll still fucking hurt when it rain
Even if you survive my attack, you'll still experience pain in the future, maybe for the rest of your life.


Oh, you a pro at playing battleship? Well, this ain't the same
You might be good at playing games, but real life is much more serious and dangerous.


Little homie this is a whole different type of war game
The stakes are much higher in real life, and you could end up losing your life.


See the losers end up in shackles and motherfucking chains
People who lose in real life often end up in jail or worse.


Or laid out in the streets leaking out they brains
Alternately, they might end up dead in the street with their brains spilling out.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Curtis James Jackson, Theron Otis Feemster, Michael A. Elizondo, Andre Romell Young, Thomas Joseph Jr. Coster

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@emmanuelmota257

Keep calling me the Devil....its all good....

Make sure you call 911 and say the same....look little homie....all D government vehicles carry a Serpent or D logo for visual frame.....


I ain't playing......shadows moving cross in your country.
..

I ain't playing...


People dying for no reason and jumping out of windows with they kids......keep testing the D government .......

Because covid 19 and D mentia is real man.....



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with Slim Shady don't forget about that.

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video budget was 50 cent...

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yeah nice joke not like it was made in 2009 or something

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spoons 2003

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