50 Cent - React Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey, Richie, you are the best goalie ever!
"Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome aboard Official Nastee Airlines, flight 188"

[Chorus: Still Livin']
Kill it in the club, baby, show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby, throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react
Kill it in the club, baby, show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby, throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Fake cats in the back, get rocked what, react

[Verse 1: Bonifucco]
Real thug shit unplugged
Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and bust
Bitches who nod, the bulletproof ride's coke in my eyes
It got me shootin' at a ghost cause it looked alive
To cloak, any no leaks in gunsmoke
Here to get those, snakes get it the most
G's overdose, we wreck, toast to def notes
TEC blows, I only put a hole in your leg so…
("Ladies and gentlemen—")
[Verse 2: Sonsee]
It's going on right now
Afficial Nast' don't be playin' around, we lay it down
Dead you, for the whole win, leave you frozen
Crime scene reporter snap shots like you posin'
You got in the way, sorry to say
You shoulda known, shinin on Sonsee's not in the day
All the niggas in my zone, my close affiliates
Be rippin' and illin', adrenaline spillin' and killin' shit

[Chorus: Still Livin' & Sticky Fingaz]
(Yeah) Kill it in the club, baby, show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby, throw ya gats (Throw ya gats)
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (React)
Kill it in the club, baby, show some love (What?)
My real thugs, where you at? Baby, throw ya gats (Yeah, yeah)
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (What?)

[Verse 3: Fredro Starr]
I'm on some other shit, run up on your mother shit
Hockey mask, black tape, tapin' up your baby brother shit
Two guns, one in your face, one in my waist
Empty the safe, hit em with the Glock he caught a state of shock
Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death wish
I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this
Twenty-two shots of bodily harm
Goodbye to your legs, Goodbye to arms, goodbye to your moms
[Verse 4: 50 Cent]
The shit'll happen so fast, the gat blast
Left his brains on a glass in a dash
I snatched the cash and fled off in a flash
The only thing I ever lost I couldn't find was time
Son, them crackers locked me up that's how I lost my mind
Hit him from behind four times and toss the nine
Fuck him, he didn't listen told him give me the shine
The sick shit is when the police, came around to get me
The killers who was with me, snitchin' sayin' it was 50

[Chorus: Still Livin' & Sticky Fingaz]
Kill it in the club, baby, show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby, throw ya gats (Throw ya gats)
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (React)
Kill it in the club, baby, show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby, throw ya gats
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react
(Uh, uh, what, whaaat)

[Verse 5: X1]
Fuck the rap skit, Ecst' in the drug complex
When convicts'll start conflicts, kill they own accomplice
Life in the drain, niggas money's got my gold chain thicker
Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga
From coast to coast, I keep the toast
My weekly gross leave you deeply froze
Half dead close to ghost, yo you heartless
Your heart pump piss regardless if you a thug or rap artist
[Verse 6: Sticky Fingaz]
(Uhhhhh!) I seen death, almost died twice tonight
Sell my own mother out if the price is right
I hate life, gimme the Glock,I'm 'bout to join Biggie and 'Pac
And you comin' like it or not
Get off me! Let me go, don't hold me back
Where my real thugs at? Baby, throw ya gat!
Sticky Fingaz, from out your darkest fears
I make you meet your maker, make you meet the man upstairs

[Chorus: Still Livin' & Sticky Fingaz]
Kill it in the club, baby, show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby, throw ya gats (What, what? Yeah)
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got (Uh-huh)
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (React)
Kill it in the club, baby, show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby, throw ya gats (Throw ya gats)
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (React)

[Bridge: Still Livin' & Sticky Fingaz]
Killin' it (Kill it in the club! What? What?)
Killin' it

[Chorus: Still Livin' & Sticky Fingaz]
Kill it in the club, baby, show some love
My real thugs, where you at? Baby, throw ya gats (Yeah)
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (What, what, what?)
Kill it in the club, baby, show some love (Uh, yeah)
My real thugs, where you at? Baby, throw ya gats (Afficial Nast')
To all the ladies in the spot, show me what ya got (Yeah)
Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (Onyx)
Killin' it

[Outro: Clay The Raider & Sticky Fingaz]
"Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome aboard Official Nastee Airlines, flight 188"
(React!)
Word up, yo
Afficial Nast' gettin' cream, Onyx
We move with the many crews
We let you know right now
We shuttin' shit down
'98, word up, get your shit straight
You think your shit hot? Stick your shit up, what?
Bring yo' shit to the club
Bring yo' heat to the street
Afficial Nast', shuttin' shit down, what?
"Ladies and gentlemen!
Welcome aboard Official Nastee Airlines, flight 188"