Lyrics 50 Cent - David Raé Shawn

Crying in the club with my bitch
Bro crying in the club with his stick
I done been a whole lot of things
But nigga I ain't never been a snitch
Crying in the club with my bitch
Bro crying in the club with his stick
I done been a whole lot of things
But nigga I ain't never been a snitch

And these niggas is hoes
And my hoe she get straight to the gold
Lately whole lot of people been switching
I don't see how the fuck you could fold
See I done had some falling out with my bros
And I done had some falling out with my bitch
And I done had some falling out with my mama
But if you touch her then it's over with
I'm in the civic, you know what it is
Big Frankie been swinging the wheel, watch him whip
Where Kodie at? I'm on some big Texas shit
Got my brother ring sitting right here on my hip
Yeah Rest In Peace to Hip
On my pirate shit, Jack sparrow nigga jump ship
Need a bitch like Meagan Good in waste deep, and these niggas gone hate me
I'm ice lil motherfucker know you see me skating
The big dawg, it's Big Beloved, shining bitch in HD

Crying in the club with my bitch
Bro crying in the club with his stick
I done been a whole lot of things
But nigga I ain't never been a snitch
Crying in the club with my bitch
Bro crying in the club with his stick
I done beem a whole lot of things
But nigga I ain't never been a snitch

Whoa, I'm bout to blow in a sec don't you know
In the spot with ya hoe
And I ain't got to talk smooth, she just fuck with me bro
She think kicking with me is a luxury bro
Oopsie, I'm pooping on niggas careers, and I'm all in
Throwing up the west out the window
This shit nuts, they gone copy like 10-4
And Ima get the bread like some beef
Keep it brief, got a bitch shopping for me and she picking out my briefs
And I think she thirty three, thirty-three?
It's the racist milf hunter part two, what you mean?
And my bro he gone shoot, he gone squeeze, it's gone sneeze
I guess it's allergy season, like Drake and Josh in that scene
God damn, got the power in my hands
Like the infinity gauntlet, I'm getting out that jam
It's the man with the plan like Stan Lee, and I'm the Nigga that they can't stand
God damn

Crying in the club with my bitch
Bro crying in the club with his stick
I done done a whole lot of things, but nigga I ain't never been a snitch
Crying in the club with my bitch
Bro crying in the club with his stick
I done been a whole lot of things
But nigga I ain't never been a snitch