[Flame] 🔥 50 Cent - The Invitation Lyrics
[Produced by Manny Perez & Ty Fyffe]
[Verse 1]
 I had five hundred grams and fifty in 58 bags
 Fo’-hundred Benz, eight thousand in cash
 Then the ball dropped, gun popped, Banks got blast
 I make it so hot, one shot’ll melt yo’ ass
 Got popped up, cried ’til my eyes turned red
 Then told myself in the mirror “nigga, you ain’t dead”
 I’m far from eccentric, I’m so psychotic
 I don’t need you to shoot for me, nigga I got it
 When you see me in the hood motherfucker don’t talk to me
 ‘Less you wan’ talk about using the hawk for me
 When Al blew Black away I had him on some stupid shit
 Then my rap shit worked, now I’m super stupid rich
 All I do is stunt now, I’m so Maybach
 There I go fronting again, I meant to say laid back
 Go ‘head move reckless, get banged for your necklace
 I serve him with the semi, feed him a clip for breakfast
[Hook]
 You want some? Come get some
 Nigga it’s murder one when I toss my gun
 You might see me let it off, you might see me run
 But you won’t see shit time the police come
 Huh? You want some? Come get some
 Nigga it’s murder one when you see my gun
 I just squeeze and squeeze ’til the whole clip done
 You just bleed and bleed ’til the police come
 Huh? You want some?
[Verse 2]
 I got a eighth of dope left, half a pound of purple
 Shooters in my circle, try me I’ll let ’em murk you
 Got more guns than a gun store, beef ain’t what you want, boy
 You wanna be nice to me, you wanna shoot dice with me
 You want a ace on purpose, why you so nervous?
 Nigga we from the same hood, we come from the same shit
 You got gonorrhea too? We fucked with the same bitch
 Getting money is necessary; see me I’m a visionary
 And I’m saying that house should be a crack house
 Now see it how I see it or I’ll bring the straps out
 The tech and the mac out, the Sig and the Taurus
 The Koch and that Heckler, then nigga we warrin’
 I let my pistols speak for me and all of ’em foreign
 Click-clack, comprende? I’m criminal-minded
 Toss my Nina in the sewer, bet nobody find it
 ‘Til it’s rusty and fucked up, forensics have fun, what?
[Hook]
[Outro: 50 Cent]
 Come get it, I’m strapped now, I’m with it
 Come get it – huh? You want some?
 Come get it, I’m strapped now, I’m with it
 Fuck that nigga – huh? You want some?
