Strong Enough - 50 Cent

Strong Enough

50 Cent

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Lyric

You ain't strong enough nigga

You probably go against me and win

But you, you don't stand a chance nigga

I do more than talk that, I motherfuckin' walk that

Blue Yankee cap back, fuck around get clapped at

I sleep with the stainless, I walk with the stainless

Man, everybody know about 50, I'm famous

New York, New York, I run New York

Ask Dread at the weed spot, I come through in the mean drop

In different boroughs I have different moments

On different days niggas know how I'm on it

I'm pretty like a Harlem nigga

I'm a shooter like a Brooklyn nigga

I'm a hustler don't get no bigger

Queens, South Side 'til they bury me

BX two tek's, flames out the nozzles

R1 one wheel, Christian Dior goggles

Spar with me start some shit send the shooters out

Come out the club we out front with the Rugers out

Nah, ain't no sense to talkin' peace my brother

That beef will probably send your monkey ass to see Allah

These niggas ain't strong enough, their money ain't long enough

When they bump heads with me they find out the guns do bust

We getting' paper in God we trust

These sucker ass niggas

These niggas ain't strong enough, their money ain't long enough

When they bump heads with me they find out the guns do bust

We getting' paper in God we trust

Suck on this nigga

When I said I'll kill ya, I'll kill ya

As a kid I wasn't kiddin' then

Special ed kid in the back on Ritalin

Crib all fucked up, hooptie all fucked up

Pockets all fucked up, now nigga wassup?

I'm rich now, niggas know about my dividends

Look at the Raw Report, check out what I'm livin' in

Fuck a spot now, I'm 'bout to buy a yacht now

Crib the size of the New York City clock now

Okay, okay, try me and get shot down

I'm like a zebra, I got so many stripes

I'm the fuckin' general, I run my clique right

It was five of us, all of us millionaires

Now one's a fuckin' junkie and one's a fuckin' queer

Now it's three of us, that's the way we started

They call me crazy, cold blooded and black hearted

I don't play no games, niggas beg for mercy

Then we T-O-S, put that ass to rest

These niggas ain't strong enough, their money ain't long enough

When they bump heads with me they find out the guns do bust

We gettin' paper in God we trust

These sucker ass niggas

These niggas ain't strong enough, their money ain't long enough

When they bump heads with me they find out the guns do bust

We gettin' paper in God we trust

Suck on this nigga

- It's already the end -