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Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Kay Slay
DJ Kay Slay
Performer
G-Unit
G-Unit
Performer
50 Cent
50 Cent
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Curtis James Jackson
Curtis James Jackson
Composer
Raymond Grant
Raymond Grant
Composer
Richard Grant
Richard Grant
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The DJ Twinz
The DJ Twinz
Producer
Pat Viala
Pat Viala
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry me, I'll be a'ight
**** waste ammo firing at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me
[Verse 2]
Some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry me, I'll be a'ight
**** can waste ammo firing at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me
[Verse 3]
Life's a bitch and then you die, this couldn't be worse
I either don't eat this week or snatch this purse
Clip hanging out the side of my Karl Kani
My eyes bloodshot red
I'm high but let's ride
[Verse 4]
I ain't care, if I die it was meant to be
He might be here for you before he sends for me
Gun butt you with the back of a Beretta
The .357 or the black MAC-11
We drive bulletproof coupes, ****, go on, take your shot
We used to shoot hoops ****, now we shoot up blocks
Got them shells with them green tips just for y'all
You can run but they coming through them concrete walls
Bank drop me off and show me where he live at
Like he tough, I'ma put six in his six pack
When you hear that click clack bitch better get back quick
One to the chest make **** do black flips
[Verse 5]
If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry me, I'll be a'ight
**** waste ammo firing at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me
[Verse 6]
Some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry me, I'll be a'ight
**** can waste ammo firing at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me
[Verse 7]
I know you **** want me to get merked
Get lowered in the dirt
In all black with a button down shirt
Cold with 3 to the dome
The lil' **** don't get to see Disney Land
They settle for a funeral home
You don't need hoes to know that the leads hot
I'm prepared for anything tonight
As long as its not a head shot
The bigger the rim the bigger the tire
Hollow tips will make you feel like a **** on fire
Everybody got to go, it's the truth
So I figure while I'm waiting on my turn
I'm a blow up the booth
I see **** in wheelchairs, eye patches, and crutches
Arm slings that came home to have and dutches
We can roll with it but need I shoot
Put some holes in your Fila suit
You'll probably hurl when you see my crew
I play the hood all the time 'cause I don't give a fuck
You can shoot me down but as long as I keep getting up, what
[Verse 8]
If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry me, I'll be a'ight
**** can waste ammo firing at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me
[Verse 9]
Some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry me, I'll be a'ight
**** can waste ammo firing at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me
[Verse 10]
Shoot out shots ricochet, doc say that **** dead
When your time's up, your time's up
This is real shit
On my balls till my number calls
Say a prayer, hope that God hears
Look I don't fear man, wanna bang out, let's bang out
I don't care man
A eye for an eye
My perfect to perfections
They have me spraying automatics in every direction
Call me Louie Loco, nut case, oh no
I'm more like the kid that put the game in a choke hold
You stunt and I stop it, I'm making a profit
Every time you hear my vocals coming out them lolo's
From LA to NY on the red eye
Teflon in my luggage
You gotta love it
I'm thugging
My street slang, my penitentiary posture
Got me out selling ****'s whole fucking rosters
I'm big in New York, like B-I-G
Plus I runs with D-R-E
[Verse 11]
If some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry me, I'll be a'ight
**** waste ammo firing at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me
[Verse 12]
Some shots should happen to go off tonight
Don't worry me, I'll be a'ight
**** can waste ammo firing at me
'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me
Written by: Curtis James Jackson, Raymond Grant, Richard Grant
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