Can’t Help Myself

By 50 Cent

On The Lost Tape

Released on May 22, 2012

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[Chorus]

I'm hood, I'm so hood, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker

I'm hood, I'm so hood, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker


[Verse 1]

I had a five hundred bags, 14 grams of powder

On the phone with my connect, this shit last about an hour

I need work, I repeat, I need work

My niggas go bizzurk, when the drought come get murked'

When no money coming in is when the guns come out

Why the d's wanna sit in front of my momma house

You know it's sort of like some shit you seen in a flick

Black nine extended clip as long as my dick

They say I'm grimy, yeah fuck it I line niggas

I show them where your shit at before they take mine nigga (Hahaha)

Don't take it personal, it's just how I grind nigga

Figure, this is a dog-eat-dog world, man

Ebony enemy today I'm tryin' to duck, I got that hover

I heard it'll make you kill a motherfucker (don't stop girl)

I mean you gotta feel it man

She bob and weave up and down you'd be like “I could just kill a man”

I don't fuck with them niggas from her projects

They're on section eight but niggas cars are straight

They ain't out in the day time them niggas roaches

I don't stop down there if I ain't got the toaster

I'm in the six four five hard top, not the drop

Leanin', I see them niggas schemin', dream on

Touch me, shit I wish a nigga would

I'll have my niggas deep, I have them light up they whole hood


[Chorus]

I'm hood, I'm so hood, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker

I'm hood, I'm so hood, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker


[Verse 2]

They said I fell off, my Benz was on the repo truck

Around the same time niggas spot start gettin' stuck (Shit)

I say ‘I ain't know none about nothing'

I'm on the low, niggas really know me for stuntin'

I pull through on low pros, wrapped around deep dishes

That crack money handsome, your bitch blowin' me kisses

You need to check her if you think she could be the misses, damn

I'm starting think you can't trust nobody

I hold my own strap, they ain't gotta hold that for me

And slide by my baby momma crib with the mac on me

Man since her cousin in a car crash died

She said ‘don't drink and drive', I say ‘just drink, don't drive'

I had a morphine dream, I got heroine ambitions

That's big money cooking in that coffee pot in the kitchen

When I say I'm straight, I mean I'm straight

Once the razor hit the plate I double up the cake (hey)


[Chorus]

I'm hood, I'm so hood, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker

I'm hood, I'm so hood, I'm ghetto like a motherfucker


[Outro]

You'se a purse snatchin' ass nigga man

You'se a petty nigga

I can look at you, I can tell you'se a petty nigga

You'se a car thief

You'se a idibitty nigga, I'm a big city nigga

New York City Nigga