If you've been searching for the lyrics of the song On Everything by 50 Cent for a long time, start warming up your voice, because you won't be able to stop singing it.
I really don't care what gang you bang
What set you claim
On everything
(Nigga, put that on everything)
I really don't, really don't
Teally don't care what clique you with
Cause when I trip
A nigga trip
(Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)
Don't come around me on your sucker shit
I ain't the type to be fuckin' with
Lover boy, want a tougher bitch
Get the fuck from around me, get the fuck from around me
I say the shit cause I mean this shit
Bentley Mulsanne, I’m clean as shit
Seat back and I'm leaning, bitch
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
You know how the shit go
Out the door, O after O
That's more money, that's more money
That's more money fo' sho
I got a whole bunch of bad habits
That fly shit, I gotta have it
That pistol on me, I pack it
Bitch, your fuckin' head, I crack it
Me and my pinky ring are like marriage
Plus she cut ten carats
I shine on 'em, get a line on 'em
Send the wolves right there at 'em
I never said I'd get you by now
You done heard I got you
Heard all your homies was haulin' ass
To that club tonight they shot you
I really don't care what gang you bang
What set you claim
On everything (Nigga, put that on everything)
I really don't, really don't
Really don't care what clique you with
Cause when I trip
A nigga trip (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)
You know every beef, I don't need my strap
Knife work, I cut you, jack
Niggas watchin' my paper stack
Cops comin' every time I black out
Oh, oh
Shawty sayin' I'm a mental case
I'm sayin' fuck out my face
You finna make me catch a case
Your new bitch my old hoe
I put her on fo' sho though
Her head game was so-so
That's why I had to let her go, go
I'm blowin' up like I'm supposed to blow
Neck glowin' like it's supposed to glow
Gold Cuban, club movin'
New music, hoes choosin'
It's a win, win, we don't lose at all
Came up, we supposed to ball
Don't know who you take me for
I kill you if you make me, boy
You don't know how real it get
Playin' 'round with this gangsta shit
We all in, we all in
I want one when I'm fallin'
I really don't care what gang you bang
What set you claim
On everything (Nigga, put that on everything)
I really don't, really don't
Really don't care what clique you with
Cause when I trip
A nigga trip (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)
I really don't care what gang you bang
What set you claim
On everything (Nigga, put that on everything)
I really don't, really don't
Really don't care what clique you with
Cause when I trip
A nigga trip (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)
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