"Oh No" lyrics

It's 50 Cent and S-N double O-P
You don't want no snoop and you don't want it with me

Every time I come around they like "Oh, no"
I get to tripping; slap the clip up in my 44
Shit I been through in my hood made my heart cold
I get to popping off that thang like I'm loco
No sense in copping pleas when you see my knife out (knife out)
Motherfucker it's light out (light out)

Here come snoop, uh (oh shit) (Oh No)
Sup nigga, sup now huh? (Oh No)

Ricky Ticky Timble, Cs is the symbol
Corduroy khakis, stacies and brimmed up
Straight razors just keep you trimmed up
1-8-7, oh yeah, now you remember
He's electrifying and original
So gangster, Snoop Dogg the criminal
The one you hate to love, in the club, in the cut
Hugged up with yo bitch, nigga I don't give a shit
You better check that ho, that's what wrecking G
Now step your game down, 'cause ain't no checking me
You'll be respecting me until I leave this room
Or my gat'll go boom, bullets go zoom
Now your name is on a tomb
They pouring out liquor with no room to consume, ya silly bafoon
I pop niggas like balloons, I ain't feeling em
Walking in my big blue chucks 'cause I'm killing em

Hey what up 'cause, it's 50 Cent
What's happin nigga?

Ever since the moment I was born I been dying (yeah)
Hundred miles an hour pulse flying with my eye... an
He who fears fate lives like coward
You go against me, you'll be devoured
That nina get to popping you'll have change of heart
I hit your chest a couple times you'll have to change your heart
Have doc using donors, dead niggas with spare parts
You come back with lungs of a snitch, and the heart of dead narc
Niggas never see the light 'til spark
Then they bleed, it get cold, then shit get dark
You can call me the beast from the east, I run these streets
You can eat hollow tip shells or you can work for me
These rap niggas crazy, my mercy has limits
Push me, a hundred revolvers'll get to spinning
Your services are no longer needed; rock-a-bye baby
My bitch will do it to you with a lil 380 (yeah)

I'm bailing through the door again
Let momo pour again
Me and my ho again
Yeah she got the four up in this motherfucker
And I'mma bust it if you try to rush us or touch us or sucka ducka us
It'll crack off, now back off -real slow
An if you don't know, I never hesitate to shoot a ho
Yeah that's my reputation - you test my patience and
You and your fam - bam - gon' hear the blam, blam
Goddammit I'm at it again
They done let bitch niggas up outta the pen
And now he looking for me - what the heck - my game is built on respect
Now I'm breathing down your motherfucking neck
I dumps 'til my clip is empty
I'm heading down willshire to send the scent
And when I get there don't ask who sent me
Just take them shots and drop it like it hot
Bitch nigga

Ha-ha-ha
Yeah nigga
Just when you though I was gone
Slide back up on you like the wind nigga
Hurricane D-O-Double G
With the G, G, G, G, G, G, G-UNIT