Artist: 50 Cent f/ Jadakiss, Kidd Kidd Album: Animal Ambition Song: Irregular Heartbeat Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: 50 Cent] Ahhhhh, yeah, uh-huh [Chorus: 50 Cent] Nigga you pussy, you scared I can hear your heartbeat (heartbeat) Why the fuck would you come around here? I can hear your heartbeat (heartbeat) Yeah, you know a dog sense fear I can hear your heartbeat (heartbeat) You bark while we bite around here I can hear your heartbeat (heartbeat) [50 Cent] We ain't cut from the same cloth, we into different shit I want the bread, you want the bitch Come out your mouth slick, I'll get you hit My niggaz hungry, they hit a lick Fuck who you're with, niggaz'll dump a clip We by the school yard waitin for you to get your kid I caught a A-1 felony on my last bid Kept calm, made bond, I'm on that shit You think my rap shit a gimmick Hm-hm, I ain't seen parole in a minute Truth be told, these niggaz is hoes Once the shit set off, man anything goes Through the windows of your soul, the eyes never lie If you ain't scared to die nigga why would you cry? [Chorus] [Jadakiss] Mm, mm, mm 30-somethin and you ain't never open your mouth yet (uh-uh) Social media is givin cowards an outlet (yep) See 'em in person and say somethin, I doubt that (say somethin) Rather get caught with it than get caught without that (yep) Tryin to back-peddle and stumble on the curve (mm) You starin at the ground (uh) you mumblin your words (yeah) Literally I can see your heart pumpin through your shirt (haha) You was pussy your whole life, you always been a bird (pussy) Scared for so long it's all up in your nerves Screw 9-1-1, probably call up the Reserves (mm) And I'm killin you first, if we ever do a purge And you know what it is kid whenever we emerge (you know) Tragical (uh) dramatical (yep) No match, incompatible, nigga, you vaginal What~! [Chorus] [Kidd Kidd] Money for bail, money to bail Dead or in jail, Heaven or Hell Fed's on my coattail, snitches given court tales Kept fate when all hope fail Niggaz rattin, all they missin is the tail Like Mickey Mouse Call me Mickey Mantle when I bat you in the mouth I bring them hammers out, we ain't tryin to build a house Niggaz on them songs rappin shit they ain't about I'm from the N-O, we don't scrap, we bang it out Bang! I'm the one that came in your house for the chickens Left a nigga brains hangin out like we chillin Stankin like chitlins, over my shillings Hump your security, Rida Gang in the building Huh~! [Chorus]