How Many Bullets?

50 Got shot 9x and still an ass hole Not me hell no If I'm shooting 9times That nigga dead at all times in But I got one question on my mind How many bullets does it take to keep a nigga mouth closed (Idk) Let's go ask his momma down the road (Hell no) F*ck that go see if his baby momma Let that shit be known Walk down slime repear big ass bullets I call dem bitches superdomes Nigga anything goes I ain't got no time for these niggas When I got my mind on my riches Soon as old dude to get bitching Dem 20 shots got em twitching Well as for the body we put em in ditches This drip cocaine white like feathers on a chicken I'm walking contradiction that's me I'll say stop the violence keep the peace To go get the piece I'm a sidewalk nigga That really saw the streets But a lot of you niggas Should've stayed on the curb with me Niggas grow up say f*ck the principal Then a nigga get kill because of the principal Then I know a stupid bitch "Why you condoning this" Black crime ain't even real White people do the same shit How many bullets does it take? That I gotta show a real nigga That he REALLY fucking fake How many bullets does I need? That I gotta tell lil homie he was safer before he bleedin How many bullets do he want? I didn't even get to ask that question cause his body in the trunk How many bullets can I send? Hittin yo momma home she prolly thought I was the fucking mailman La Eazy on the mic Lil eric on the words I ain't shooting in the air cause my enemies ain't birds And I'm all about that action Like I'm all about my verbs I ain't shooting in ya leg Cause ya better off dead My favorite color is red Every fucking Every word that I said That bih solid solid When that glock was in my hand Bitch I felt like the man Growing up I use to be scared But never again I took out my iron Just to put em on a shirt I Ask my big boss how much the fucking body 30 Racks nigga good job come get yo work Then he ask me How many bullets did it take to make em merch¿?