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new case - 50 wiz lyrics

[intro]
n*gga, uh (x ray)
i can see straight through this sh*t, now i got on x ray (uh, feel like x ray)
n*gga, i can— uh (see these like x ray)

[chorus]
i can see straight through these n*ggas, i got on x ray (x ray)
this ain’t law and order, but i might catch a case
if 12 get behind me, i’m pushin’ the gas, i’m turnin’ to tay k
yeah, n*gga tried to run, we tappin’ his head like we at a gun range

[verse]
yeah, my mama tryna figure why i’m so evil on a sunday
yeah, b*tch, she out her top, she keep on tryna figure out my name, yeah
pull up, drop fifty on a n*gga back to back like james
pull up and drop fifty on they block ’cause it’s for 50 game
as soon as i had got a lil’ bit of money, i copped a chain
i told his b*tch she gotta use her legs if she don’t come and use her brain (yeah)
bustdown like an ap, i told her i don’t want it plain
you gotta check these b*tches out just ’cause they lie about they age
ayy, he could try to duck, but don’t you know these p’s’d touch a braid?
ayy, look, catch a n*gga, we strike him down, this sh*t look like a bowling lane
these packs keep coming, but i ain’t sendin’ nothin’ on a plane
yeah, b*tch give me her p*ssy but i better not see no stain
yeah, i get on my demon time, yeah, a n*gga triple six
my bro ain’t got no driver license, but he quick to park a whip
my og told me keep my pistol on me and never trust a b*tch (no)
n*gga tried to slide but it didn’t work out, he didn’t even know how to hit
if you ain’t know how to use your fire, you add a beam on it
you up it quick, put it to his face, that sh*t look like a zit
he caught three gun charges and he back out, that boy a snitch
uh, i told my brother if he ain’t got it, i’ma get him good like nip
yeah, catch an opp, do his ass like 2k, make him step
on a n*gga head like work, give his ass a [?]
look, we was hittin’ houses every christmas, i feel like the grinch (yeah)
n*ggas really b*tches, i think n*ggas should hang with my [?]
and it’s still f*ck n*ggas and they homies, made ’em rest in peace
yeah, my mama know i’m ’bout this life and she know that her son a crip
yeah, p*rnstar glizzy, it’s super h*rny, it came with a d*ck
i told my lil’ brother hop in this car and you gon’ take a risk
my opps always with that white b*tch, i call her taylor swift
the only time them n*ggas go and slide when they take a sniff
ayy, 12 hot, let me put this in your ear like q*tip
ayy, all them b*tch*ass n*ggas, they gon’ die if they diss the 6
[chorus]
i can see straight through these n*ggas, i got on x ray (x ray)
this ain’t law and order, but i might catch a case
if 12 get behind me, i’m pushin’ the gas, i’m turnin’ to tay k
yeah, n*gga tried to run, we tappin’ his head like we at a gun range

[outro]
(ddot cold as a motherf*cker, on god)

- 50 wiz lyrics

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