- Song Name: Don't Push Me
- Artist Name: 50 Cent
- Album: Get Rich or Die Tryin'
- Songwriters: Christopher Lloyd, Curtis Jackson, F Perren, L Resto
- Release Date: 2003.02.06
- Label: Aftermath Records
LYRICS FOR "Don't Push Me"
I need you to pray for me and
I need you to care for me and
I need you to want me to win
I need to know where I'm heading 'cause I know where I've been
Flows
I come up with something
Come through your strip
It's something you want
Haters hate that I'm winning
Man I've been hot from the beginning
M************ aim at the kid
'Cause I can't control my temper
Pistol in hand homie
Once I squeeze the first shot
No I ain't stopping till my clip is empty
I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with
F*** with
Gun smoking
Lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass
I cross my bigger nigga and I didn't cry
To young to understand
Living a lie
I'll be damned if If I'm bummy
Gotta watch my back around these niggas
'Cause they fronting twenty years
Of watching my Mama's tears
Got me heated
Smoking that bomb 'cause I need it
These niggas don't want me balling
Thrown in the dirt
Laying with bugs under my shirt
I got plans to hop up in that Hummer
'Cause I'mma stunner
When them angels gon' call my number
Under
I ain't lying
With my iron
I'm running from nothing
What I'm clutching
End of discussion
My blood is colder
And it's either soda
Hood on my my shoulder
Looking in the mirror
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass
These are my ideas
This is s*** that I solved with my balls
This is me who's gotta be
What you hear on C.D.
Man these teenie boppers see me on these magazine covers
In these beanies and these rags
Fronting like it's all fun and games
Till they shoot 'em up bang
Then you see brains hang and you see we ain't playing
Ain't saying we ain't laying down at night and ain't praying
I bully my way in this game
Man I'm done saying that I'm done playing
I'mma start laying any of these motherfucking cocksuckers
There's no way I'mma back down
I can't
Like the mad cow disease
And not lash back out at 'em
Oh
Not Marshall
I'll show you Marshall
Put you just pick it apart
Showing you f*****' old farts a whole other side
I wanted to not show you
Some f*****' marshmallow
Punk pussy
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass
Shady aftermath nigga
Rap juggernauts of this s***
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