"Better Come On Your A Game" lyrics - 50 CENT

50 CENT

"Better Come On Your A Game"

[Chorus:]
Nigga try and come play me better come on your A game, ay mayne, ay
Niggas try to move on me I cock the heat 'cause a melee, melee, ay
Witness this shit, niggas get hit, ay
Run when it spit, don't get hit by the AK
Take cover quick, niggas on that shit, ay
Come broad day they'll get at you with the AK

Niggas think they know me, I be on some other shit
My baby mama don't know me, I be with my other bitch
I blow a stack, I get it back, you keep in check, I get the gat
Then you wanna chitter-chat, now what kind of shit is that?
Strip club, shake it shake it, toss it up, make it rain
Semi tucked, I let it buck, I shoot the shit up out your gang
Find out who you're fuckin with 'cause I ain't for the sucker shit
Cut you like the cocaine, niggas stay in your lane
I'm a muh'fuckin heavyweight, you ain't in my weight class
And me I'm moving heavy weight, get gone with your light ass
Me I'm so official, pearl-handled nickel
Plated nine-nine, your life's on the line

I don't give a fuck who outside, now listen
I don't give a fuck who get hit, I ain't missin'
I come through that muh'fucker waving the chopper
113th Precinct ain't enough to stop us
Niggas shot at me before, I got away, popped from a block away
Sucker niggas be right there on 142 and Rockaway
Next day I popped up told niggas it's my turf
They done seen the gun smoke, they done found my shells burn
Sabrina baby special, they treat me like a misfit
I squeeze I risk it, I risk it
Different class of nigga, my hand around the trigger
Don't make me do it, I'll do it, you stupid nigga

War Angel LP (2009)