Then Days Went By (Album Version (Explicit))

Leave me aloneee

I ain't ****ing with nobody

Keep ****ing with me you gon' turn me back to Boo Boo

Have me casin' out your crib tryna pop your ****ing noodles

She was twenty I was twelve man my Nana said she raped me

I jus' smiled from ear to ear sayin' take me baby take me

Since high school, bitch I ain't got no friends

Got two Three-Eighty's like the Ying Yang Twinz Ahh

That's spot clickin' till the D's run in

Then it's bail money and lawyer fees you got to have ends

Freshman year I had that CBR Hurricane

In a ill Herringbone I got 'um swingin' heroine

I shoot a nigga in a heartbeat I ain't no chump

Then you can run Forrest run retard when I dump

They take kindness for weakness, niggas don't respect that

So me I'm where that Reuger that Pump and that Tech at

Some look at me I'm on now I thought we was rich then

shit man but you had like twenty bricks in Richmond

We was in cocaine heaven I was fishscale dreamin'

We jus' got in the town we was strapped up schemin'

First Country caught a body then country caught a body then

I popped a couple nigga then country shot everybody

It's cold blooded it's real shit you got to love it

Tre-Eight Snub it and don't think nuttin' of it

It's the way of the wolves it's how they train us to move

Get it poppin' when we shoppin' nigga hold down the two's

I seen niggas gettin' rich

Then days went by then days went by then days went by

I was tired of havin' shit

Then days went by then days went by then days went by

I seen niggas gettin' hit

Then days went by then days went by then days went by

We was slingin' that shit

Then days went by then days went by then days went by

Here I am

Yeah

I was gonna get it since we was little niggas son since we were seven

Armed robbery first degree my man did seven

50 Cent - Then Days Went By (Album Version (Explicit)) - Before I Self-Destruct (International Version) - Nigga popped his whip up hit his can we were seven

He a lucky mother****er I bet he make it to heaven

My Grandpa drunk my uncle Rock drunk

My uncle Champ pump crack smoked my nigga's stash up

I had two-hundred and fifty grams stashed on the porch

I mean I'm what you call smoke man I'm what you call snort

First the VCR went then the tv went

He stole outta mommy purse she thought it was me kid

I ain' ask her for no money son cause I was out hustlin'

She was lookin' at me sideways like I'm a thief or somethin'

That hurt me c'mon son that wouldn't hurt you

I pistol whip that nigga till his face was purple

I need anger management see I hold on to a grudge

The same way I hold on to that nickel-plate Snub

The Lord don't have imperfections baby

So I think I'm perfect the way he made me

Some say I'm cool some say I'm crazy

Some say I ain't shit some say I'm amazin'

I seen niggas gettin' rich

Then days went by then days went by then days went by

I was tired of havin' shit

Then days went by then days went by then days went by

I seen niggas gettin' hit

Then days went by then days went by then days went by

We was slingin' that shit

Then days went by then days went by then days went by

Here I am