Poetics Podcast Freestyle Letras

[Verse: 50 Cent]
I don't want my face on your Snapchat, I blackjack
You can fuck around and get clapped at
No iPhones, no GoPro, no, no, no...
Footage of the bullshit when I'm on go mode
My man dope spot got hit
Right now the strip club still lit
By next week they gon' feel that shit
You think I'm old, I think I'm grown and I'm sexy
That young bitch could get it, and her momma could check me
Niggas know the drill or get to running when we drilling at 'em
Air one bitch blow the stock and knock the feeling out 'em
God, type of nigga I move around here correctly
Why you think none of your niggas don't try and check me?
Niggas' pieces is hit, they paying half-price
So if they eating, I'm eating, nigga I'm that nice