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Yeah! {CANT FORGET... }
Haha! {ALL THE MOISTURE OUT THERE! }
Move ya head like a snake, man! {SADA POP! }
Yeah! {G-UNIT RADIO! }
GGG-GGG- G-Unit! {PART 2! }
Uh-huh! {NON STOP! }
Move ya head like a snake, ma
Like that...
How much time will it take, ma?
Like that...
Nigga, nigga need shake, ma!
Like that...
Make me wanna put it on ya!
Like that...
Shorty get down! Get down!
Uh, you know how I like it!
Baby lick it, dont bite it!
Damn girl, thats the shit now! Shit now!
The way that you shake
You make that ass rotate
You make them other hoes!
Sit down! Sit down!
Come on, fuck with a thug
G-Unit dancing with soul
Im in the club
With a 4 pound! 4 pound!
You get outta line
And Im a do it like Shyne! - BLAAAAT! FUCKA! {Whoo Kidd! }
Move ya head like a snake, ma
Like that...
How much time will it take, ma?
Like that...
Nigga, nigga need shake, ma!
Like that...
Make me wanna put it on ya!
Like that...
Shorty, get down! Get down! {LLOYD BANK$! }
Put ya mufafuckin lips on me rite now
I aint got time to compensate, Im fresh off tour!
Im going back in a day, so lets play you! {HAHA! }
Gotta be good at this with those lips you couldnt miss
You fit the description of one of the hoes I wouldnt kiss! {Whoooooo}
It might take some time, Im in my prime with stamina
Getting licked off from Queens to Canada! - YEAH!
Move ya head like a snake, ma
Like that...
How much time will it take, ma? {DAMN! }
Like that...
Nigga, nigga need shake, ma!
Like that...
Make me wanna put it on ya!
Like that... |
I cant lie I like to have sex
Kiss you from head to toe
Nibble on your neck
Take everything we did before
To another level
Rub your back while Im kissing
On your nable
Sometimes I like to clown
And throw on the bed
Make the neighbors all up set
Make you scream my name
Pulling on your head
When the cops come knocking
I say...
Its my Altered Ego
That makes me do the things I do to you
My Altered Ego
And Youll never know the next move
Ill Put in you
Keep you Guessing, Keep you Guessing
Keep you Thinking, Keep you Thinking
Then Im a Slow it down
Speed it, Beat it, do it all over again
This aint no
Sexy Session, Sexy Session
Im Lethal Weapon, Lethal Weapon
I got that Stamina
Make it last all night
Like Engineers Going Going
Stop switch to my gentlemens tone
Whisper in your ear with a sweet little tone
Yo-Hoo turn around it let it Hoo
Your sexy you turning me into a bad boy
Sometimes I wanna Clown
And throw you on the bed
Make the neighbors all up set
Make you scream my name
Pulling on your head
When the cops come knocking
I say...
Its my Altered Ego
That makes me do the things I do to you
My Altered Ego
And Youll never know the next move
Ill Put in you
Keep you Guessing, Keep you Guessing
Keep you Thinking, Keep you Thinking
Then Im a Slow it down
Speed it, Beat it, do it all over again
This aint no
Sexy Session, Sexy Session
Im Lethal Weapon, Lethal Weapon
I got that Stamina
Make it last all night
Like Engineers Going Going
One side of me
Is a Gentleman, a Missionary Man
The Other side of me
Makes me wanna wild out, Show out
Maybe let a friend watch
Ohh O O O Ohh
Here We Go
Ohh O O O Ohh
Im about to Loose Control
Ohh O O O Ohh
Its My Altered Ego
That makes me do the things that I do to you
My Altered Ego
And youll never know the next move
Ill put on you.. |
Verse 1
Twelve in the morning, feeling just right
Top down, headed where the functions popping tonight
Sipping Patron with a little bit of lime
Pre-fade buzz right, because the bartender know’s what I like
Pull up to the party in a brand new Maserati, they treat me like John Gotti because they recognize
Women, I keep them feening because they see me in their dreams, So by the time Im leaving they be screaming let me ride
They tell me, Im so off the richter, I tell them to handcuff their sisters
When we get off of them drinks, we’re synchronizing like jinx, dont trip never that wont pay her
Much more hot than all competition, show stopper, they pay me attention
So when it comes to these fes , I keep it Bill Bellamy
Watch me, Ill show you how to be a player
Chorus
I let my tape rock, till my tape popped, smoking weed and bamboo, sipping on Private Stock
I can show you..
Watch how I move, Wa-Watch how I move
Watch how I move, youll mistake me for a player
Watch how I move, Wa-Watch how I move
Watch how I move, youll mistake me for a player
Ooooh, Playa!
Verse 2
After the club, hit the after party, after the party hit the hotel lobby and
After the Trone then we probably dip, Because after the original, its probably this
Rolling in my super-car, feeling like a superstar, because I got a super-broad next to me
I’m everywhere they’re looking, they smell it, I keep that kush in the air from LA to Brooklyn, no sticks, no seeds
They tell me, Im so off the richter, I tell them to handcuff their sisters
When we get off of them drinks, we’re synchronizing like jinx, dont trip never that wont pay her
Much more hot than all competition, show stopper, they pay me attention
So when it comes to these fes , I keep it Bill Bellamy
Watch me, I’ll show you how to be a player
Chorus
I let my tape rock, till my tape popped, smoking weed and bamboo, sipping on Private Stock
I can show you..
Watch how I move, Wa-Watch how I move
Watch how I move, youll mistake me for a player
Watch how I move, Wa-Watch how I move
Watch how I move, youll mistake me for a player
Ooooh, Playa!
Verse 3
Pull up to the front and, then all of a sudden
Hit that button, microwave oven
Shawty and her cousin, started bum-rushing
Theyre all up on my rocks like Charles S. Dutton
They say I can get it, I say that Im with it
Got to make them feel it, until they need cigarettes
I wonder can they take this, damn I hate a fake chick
Slap to the face, whats that? Rick James, bitch!
Watch how I move, Swag got her juiced
Passed polygraph, ass is the truth
She starts to pop, I start to jock
Then shorty stopped, and made it drop
I picked it up, put it in the truck
Headed for the smush, shawty knows whats up
Im not you, I never pay her
Watch how I move, youll mistake me for a player
Chorus
I let my tape rock, till my tape popped, smoking weed and bamboo, sipping on Private Stock
I can show you..
Watch how I move, Wa-Watch how I move
Watch how I move, youll mistake me for a player
Watch how I move, Wa-Watch how I move
Watch how I move, youll mistake me for a player
Ooooh, Playa! |
Yeah, Im A Special Kinda Nigga With Mines
I Grind, I Gets Paper, You Know What I Mean?
Hahaha, oh yeah
Im A Bonafide Hustler, Nigga Get Outta Line Ill Cut Ya
Me, Im Bout My Paper, Its Fuck Ya
If You Play Games With Mine, Ill Come At You From Behind
With My Nine, Im A Bonafide Hustler
They Heavens For The Church Goers, And Hells For The Heathens
So Ima Just Ball The Fuck Out, While Im Breathin
8th After 8th, What You Know About That Fast Flip?
Crack Spots, Smokey Fiends, Suckin On That Glass Dick
Man Sham Stay Askin For A Dime For Nine
I Tell You What, I Hook You Up, This One Last Time
Custodys Comin, Son Is Pumpin, Watch The Packs Disolve
Singles, C-Notes, To Food Stamps, We Stackin It All
Past That Joint, Whats His Name Son? I Dont Remember
The Haitian Nigga With The Guitar That Sang Gone In November
I Do A Buck 40 In The Rain, Hydro Plainin
Lamborghini Diablo, Candy-Painted
Got That Hydro Burnin, Got The Burner In The Stash
Hit The Hazards, Hit The A.C., Then It Come Out The Dash
If I Go In The Club Son, And Niggas Start Dumbin
Start Shootin N I Aint Straped, Fuck It, Im Runnin
Im A Bonafide Hustler, Nigga Get Outta Line Ill Cut Ya
Me, Im Bout My Paper, Its Fuck Ya
If You Play Games With Mine, Ill Come At You From Behind
With My Nine, Im A Bonafide Hustler
Nigga Get Outta Line Ill Cut Ya
Me, Im Bout My Paper, Its Fuck Ya
If You Play Games With Mine, Ill Come At You From Behind
With My Nine, Im A Bonafide Hustler
I Been Out Here For Too Long, I Deserve To Get A Bird
The Fiends Know My Name Now, From Standin On This Curb
I Got Blood On My Shirt, And A Hand Full Of Crack
A Bunch Of Lil Niggas With Dime Sacks In They Backpacks
Come And Get It, We Got It, Take A Trip To The Projects
You See The Police, But We Gon Sell Our Dope Regardless
Niggas Know Me, From Fillin Up Ya Heroine Needles
Im Connected With Them People Who Dont Speak No English
We Aint Scared Of The Road, We Just Get It And Go
When You See Them Tennessee Tags Nigga, You Already Know
I Dont Trust No Hoes, Thats How T Got Popd
He Showed The Bitch Where His Stash Was, She Told It To The Cops
Me And Preist Had The Streets On Lock
Hed Break Down The Blocks, Id Open Up Shop, Round The Clock
And I Aint Gon Stop, So Soon As You Come Home From The Pen
We At It Again, We Gettin It For 10, My Nigga
Im A Bonafide Hustler, Nigga Get Outta Line Ill Cut Ya
Me, Im Bout My Paper, Its Fuck Ya
If You Play Games With Mine, Ill Come At You From Behind
With My Nine, Im A Bonafide Hustler
Nigga Get Outta Line Ill Cut Ya
Me, Im Bout My Paper, Its Fuck Ya
If You Play Games With Mine, Ill Come At You From Behind
With My Nine, Im A Bonafide Hustler
Now Im Headed Down South And Thats My Word
Im On A Greyhound, Bout To Move These Birds
And If These Niggas Dont Let Me Sling
Im Out There Robbin Everything
Got A Brand New Mack And A P-89
Yays A Hustler, Man I Stay On The Grind
9 Grams Of Heroine, 100 Grams Of Coke
12 Os Of Mushrooms, 2 Pounds Of Smoke
3 Gals Of Dust Juice, And A Tank Of L.S.D
And A 1000 Pills Of Every Kind Of Ecstacy
Hash, Ha-sheesh, I Bought A 62
When I Was Younger With My Crew
I Had Them Niggas Sniffin Glue
Its 40 Cinnagrams, To Them Truckas And Bammers
And I Can Chef Up A Miricle With Arm & Hammer
Im A Hustler, Man I Supply The Fiends
Im A Hustler, Nigga Ill Sell You A Dream
Im A Bonafide Hustler, Nigga Get Outta Line Ill Cut Ya
Me, Im Bout My Paper, Its Fuck Ya
If You Play Games With Mine, Ill Come At You From Behind
With My Nine, Im A Bonafide Hustler
Nigga Get Outta Line Ill Cut Ya
Me, Im Bout My Paper, Its Fuck Ya
If You Play Games With Mine, Ill Come At You From Behind
With My Nine, Im A Bonafide Hustler |
Theres something about the way I get it
I do, I get it
Theres something about the way I did it
Like there’s nothing to it
You don’t wanna see a nigga doing bad
My eyes turn red than I’m pulling out a mag
You see shit clear when ya ass get hit
You like me better rich
You like me better rich
I caught where ya live with the .44 mag
Shut up your bitch, nigga, show me where the stash
Now we got the dope we just waiting on the cash
You know your getting hit, you’re getting hit
Nigga time, money, money time
Smoke the barrell of the nine
See ya see ya blood leak
Tell ya punk ass weak
Lay down, stay down
Go ‘head kiss the ?
Police box me in, I will kill a hostage
Bang bang close range, there wont be no get back
For the last time nigga, tell us where the shit at
You’re working my nerves and I aint got patience
Barrell on my tre pound, I’ll let ya ass taste it
This little light of mine, I’m gon let it shine
Right under the barrell, I’m sure I wont miss
Say a prayer I don’t care, I’m here for the money
Pay dumb, get done, call it murder one
Six shots pop, hit a pop, bullets ricochet
Your catching hot, hell so far away
Cough up the cash before shit get really bad
You don’t really really wanna see a nigga when he mad
Yeah, this that Power of the Dollar sound
Some of you niggas aint even up on this
Uh, yeah 50, Back with avengeance
They gon call this the greatest coe=meback of all time
This shit gon bring chills up your spine
G-g-g-g-g-unit |
Hi my name is 50 Cent, and this song is hard hard hard
Really good good music from France, Paris
Oh, nananananana
K.2.A.R.I.S.M
Ma meuf fait que tousser elle veut que jlui achète de lAdvil
Ya un nouveau dans lbatiment et jcrois quil sappelle Basile
Jenfile ma cagoule et jrentre dans son domicile
Jsors avec des lunettes Décathlon jcrois bien qucest un keuf en civil
A 15 ans javais des fausses Asics avec plus dun smic sous la semelle
Jai fait la bise à mon pote jmе suis fait traité de zemel
Jvais acheter un AK et deux Glocks à un pote qui sappelle Kamel
Ma meuf me trompe jmet du sucre dans tous ses plats jmen fous quelle ait le diabète
Top 1 Viral en Suisse, Belgique et France
Désolé pour ceux qui rappent vraiment à qui jai dû mettre une distance
Jaimais bien mbattre mais maintenant jvais rentabiliser le Glock 26
2 mois que jrappe jsuis toujours pas riche
2 mois que jrappe toujours pas 3 zéros sur le N26
Nique tous les mecs bizarres et les rapists
Nique les illuminatis qui veulent le grand Kaarism
Jai les mains faites pour lor cest pour ca que je serai jamais cariste
Apparemment jressemble à un mec du 9.3 qui sappelle Kaaris
Jai scam un youtuber jlui ai dit qujtaffais chez Webedia
Célibataire parce que jai capté ma meuf en Fiat Multipla
Jai pas dloc si tu mvois en Allemande cest pas une LOA
Jrespecte rien ni personne même pas la L.O.I, autrement dit la loi
Kaarism le boulanger, jfais du blé, jfais du pain et à la fin du mois jtouche une belle baguette
Dites moi cest quand la purge jveux tirer sur mon ex avec un AK 47
Racisme ou non, fuck Álvaro González
Jai lbras long, il va aller en prison, hop, direct aux Baumettes
Jsuis passé devant un groupe de meufs et elles ont crié : alerte au beau mec
Jten met plein les yeux jte met que des patates dans les paumettes
Ma meuf a acheté des faux papiers sur internet maintenant elle sappelle Colette
Jai niqué un youtubeur connu parce quil est parti chercher sa meuf au collège
Lalalalala
Nanananana
Lalalalala |
B to the ... you ask lay low or die slow
If you aint feeling how I roll
You should stop worry bout shit you cant control
I live like a queen, you live like a flin
Money in the bank bitch my crib got wings
I dont call them haters, call them hallucinators
I only talk dollars, calling the translators
My face move gators crocodile or ostrich
Like they held George Cleverly hostage
They hold me down like a harness
Pushing up more classes than college
Hey, hey, everything is hey, ok
I stunt when I want, Im on now Im balling, hey
Bring us some Don ... more way, hey
Bring us some ... and rose, Hey
Everything is hey, ok, everything is hey, ok
Everything is hey, ok, Im on now
Everything is hey, ok
Sweetheart, ask about me New York to...
We are, we enforcing the circle like reborn
Nobody crushing the game like we are
Not for a New York minute and my gimmicks...
Luxury condos, ocean view, thats the shit Im used to
My yacht seen a lot like longitude, latitude, bitch with an attitude
My box, they got a ...
Queens native, sleeping is sedative
Make it easy, fit ... when you see me
I aint like these other brizzies
Infrared on your head like ...
Hey, hey, everything is hey, ok
I stunt when I want, Im on now Im balling, hey
Bring us some Don ... more way, hey
Bring us some ... and rose, Hey
Everything is hey, ok, everything is hey, ok
Everything is hey, ok, Im on now
Everything is hey, ok
Excuse me, excuse me, I like diamonds an rubies
Like them ... fucking nice with the...
Gotta make me laugh, gotta ... me
Gotta keep me in the ass than Martins with...
Im worthy observe me, hungry never thirsty
Nervous type of bitch who love them ... stay dirty
Thugs policy, firearms, promise me
Where Im from, theres a part of me
Straight shots to your artery, leave them wobbly
Molly picking at you pottery
Dont become and ... for a robbery
Its mine, its mine, and yours is mine
If I aim I dont miss bitch Im nice with mine
Hey, hey, everything is hey, ok
I stunt when I want, Im on now Im balling, hey
Bring us some Don ... more way, hey
Bring us some ... and rose, Hey
Everything is hey, ok, everything is hey, ok
Everything is hey, ok, Im on now
Everything is hey, ok |
I cant smoke weed cause my PO make me piss in a cup
Nigga go head disrespect me Ill fuck you up
I aint talkin bout a fist fight Ill cut ya up
If you dont stitches in your grill mofucker then chill
As a young buck niggas always knew I bust
See me go to school on a smaller bus
Im a straight A kid Im getting all this paper
Just said scribble lines and see where it take ya
Had violent tendencies so they thought I was dumb
While the so called smart kids was poppin gum
Im thinkin bout poppin a gun to get the lump sum
Grandpa my role model used to suck on a bottle
A pint of Crown Royal make ya insides boil
??? like being gay cause his back go out
Hes the one who taught me what be being blacks about
I peeped the roaches on the wall they fall
And crawl on my friends
We risk sittin up em pens {gunshot}
In the hood we hit the number but never the lotto
Life in the fast lane, one wheel, hit the the throttle
Lets go, lets flow nigga
War, what is it good for, absolutely nothing
But niggas keep frontin
Fuck it nigga live like a soldier die like a solider
War, what is it good for, absolutely nothing
But niggas keep frontin
Fuck it nigga live like a soldier and die like a solider
War... |
Rii
Like you know what Im saying
I looked at them cause I watched these kids
From- Just being on Youtube clips
Like in-in the neighborhood rapping
And just-Im into it-I like it
Cause of the raw element
Like theres like-I got a record rii now
Ill play it for so ya can pause this
And hear this
These kids in New York City
Like 16 year or younger
Curly Savv
You know what Im saying
This kid DahDah
And like- You bout to sign them ?
I like them
I might do some with them
But yeah they got some-real good music
You know what Im saying
For Li-Young- For Young
Sixteen Seventeen year old kids |
Yeah! Its the D-R!!!! D-R-E!!! 50!!!!
D-R!!!! D-R-E!!! 50!!!!
Man its funny how time fly and money change shit
How fast we grew apart and you on the same shit
I guess that whats the problem is, she see the bigger crib
And the newer Benz
Well I guess its safer to say Im on the right road
You only problems to me I got a light load
And I guess some things we could never fix huh
After the puzzle fall apart and the pieces get picked up
You feelin confused and your heart all mixed up
Think about the games you played the lies you told
When you askin me how I could be so cold?
And Im wonderin, how could you be so bold?
I let go all of the old shit, on to some bigger and better
Im full stride on these half steppers
Now just think That shouldve been you
Now just think that couldve been you
Now just think That shouldve been you
Now just think that couldve been you
Say, say, say girl, come here, no, you, no, her, yeah, you, gooooo!!
The reason you didnt get dick
Because you got your nose up your ass like your smellin your shit
But tonight you met your match
Cause I be smellin my shit too now how you like that?!
You couldve had this dude and anything you choose
And now girl you lose cause I aint fuckin with ya
Shoppin sprees, drop top hair blowin in the wind
Livin lavish instead its your girlfriend
And it aint no other way to put it except
I know you understand it girl its so...
Some say it hurts when you supposed to win, then you lose
You were supposed to be sure, baby you was confused
I had a thang for ya, I had a ring for ya
House, cars, kids and a pet, and name for ya
Pussycat told ya I make it, you aint believe
I guess cause comin up was hard, it was easy to leave
Now think about it, maybe Im right, maybe Im wrong
Either way shorty, life goes on
When you around, my smiles a grin, my thoughts are a sin
You ask me can we try again, I aint fuckin witchu
Its on, the club jumpin, Im tryna get my liquor and
You wanna suck the dick again
Im starin at your thicker friends
I guess Im like Will Smith in Pursuit of Happyness
In my hood, we all hustle and in pursuit of the same shit
Now just think That couldve been you
Now just think that shouldve been you, with me
I share the world witchu
But you aint ride with a rider, so I aint fuckin witchu
Said it couldve been......couldve been you yeah!!!!!!
Said it couldve been......It couldve been yooouuuuuuuu!!!!!
But you trippin, while we sippin, in the back of the club big tippin!!!! |
Whats wrong right now is
Everybody trynna rap the same style with the
Uhh I dont know who created it
If it was future or migos but
All them niggas sound the same
Hatapa tatapa katapa tatapa ta
Hupaka hukuku hikiki hububu tatatata
Hahaba hihibi hahago hahuhuh
Hababuh hababuh hatata tatata tatatataa
Fuck on a bitch then I make her my ex then I fuck on your thot
sniff take a sniff like the skrrt on my whip and the ice on my arms
If you think this flow is amazing and cant penetrate it then fuck what you thought
Hold me a spot, Imma come up there and show what I got
Know where you stay know the way to the top, Ill be making a stop
And Ill get you some pot like Im pushing you off and Im taking your spot
Your grammar is wrong autotune or not
Your bitch on a diet get food for thought
Instead you go buy her louis vuitton
Probably know all the hoes copy flows, stories told
Holy smoke got me stoned
Every hour of the day like 24
420 blows, exhale plenty flows
Cause you bots spit like a sloppy joe
I take 8 bits of your choppy flow like
It probably go like
Aye, Peanut Butter Jelly
Kill that pussy fore I drown
Murder on my mind like Melly
Bitches hating cause Im brown
Peanut Butter Jelly
Bitches sounding silly
Machine gun with me
But I shoot you with my mouth
Peanut Butter Jelly
Kill that pussy fore I drown
Murder on my mind like Melly
Bitches hating cause Im brown
You think your raps so deep, bitch please
Like the pussy so deep but the bitch is shallow
While I spit on this mic while these bitches swallow
Hit this on rewind like I spit palindromes
Brains a maze, my mind its shadow
My time is night, words hard to follow
Dont bite my style dont beg and borrow
I shoot on sight bitch, not tomorrow
Yeah yeah, okay
Escalated bars, Call me Pablo
Overnight star, Vincent Van Gogh
Permeated scars, Al Pacino
Good or bad cop, I do not know
Like Memento, I do not know
Aint a snitch hoe
Dont try to come close
Im coke you mentos
Now watch me explode like
Aye, Peanut Butter Jelly
Kill that pussy fore I drown
Murder on my mind like Melly
Bitches hating cause Im brown
Peanut Butter Jelly
Bitches sounding silly
Machine gun with me
But I shoot you with my mouth
Peanut Butter Jelly
Kill that pussy fore I drown
Murder on my mind like Melly
Bitches hating cause Im brown
All you rappers sound the same
Sick of bitches talking bout their chains
No bigger picture, tinted window panes
Bars over your brain, I put you back in jail
You cant contemplate, you dont want the pain
Go on pop some pills, probably numb the pain
Fore you pop it, better think again
Fore you pop it, think again
Cause a gain is gained from pain and not from sniffing lines of caine
So please use your brain
I mean you go and make it rain on these thots
Still use bots and what not you do for fame
I keep thinking if its rappers, trappers, clappers or
We the people tell me whos to blame?
Tell me whos to blame?
So I stay in my lane I just change whips
Bitch stay in your lane and dont lane block
Dont want the fame I dont name drop
Do me a favour and change jobs
Do you a favour? I may not
And my page outta space, aint stopping
My veins popping, I spray knowledge
Like rain drops but when rain stops
I still spray more like a rainbow separates got range, variety
Dont care you fakes make copies
Might mumble a little, get paid for it
She humble she sit, way she lay on me
Might fumble a bit, someone pray for me
Aye, Peanut Butter Jelly
Kill that pussy fore I drown
Murder on my mind like Melly
Bitches hating cause Im brown
Peanut Butter Jelly
Bitches sounding silly
Machine gun with me
But I shoot you with my mouth
Peanut Butter Jelly
Kill that pussy fore I drown
Murder on my mind like Melly
Bitches hating cause Im brown |
Everything bout you so gangsta
Oh, you just so gangsta
Ooh, so gangsta
What up, gangsta
My baby
You know Im lovin your style and your gangsta touch
Plus, I like the fact that youre kind of rough
I need a thug in my life that will ride, ride, ride
And ride again
Cant complain about the way you lovin me
And you know I aint trippin off your gangsta ways
So, can I be your ride or die for life
I love the way you pull up on them dubs, you know
Everything bout you so gangsta
Your white tee throwback with the matching hat
Oh, you just so gangsta
Every good girl wants a thug in her life
Who can put it down so gangsta
From your head down to your Air Force 1s
Boy, you know you just so gangsta
My baby
You know them other papis aint got nothin on you
Cant nobody give me thug lovin like you
Like in the middle of the night what my bodys calling for
Someone to hold me tight
Yeah, I know youre bad, but you treat me good
Yeah, I know you tryna get us out the hood
Gangsta yet a gentleman and Im so open for ya
I love the way you pull up on them dubs, you know
Everything bout you so gangsta
Your white tee throwback with the matching hat
Oh, you just so gangsta
Every good girl wants a thug in her life
Who can put it down so gangsta
From your head down to your Air Force 1s
Boy, you know you just so gangsta
This is for my niggas on the block twist and treatin cigars
For the niggas on lock doin life behind bars
I dont say only God can judge me cause I see things clear
Crook these crackheads and give my black ass a hundred years
Im like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the don
Like Malcolm by any means with my gun in my palm
Slim switch sides on them, let niggas ride on me
Would you be down to ride
Aint nothin pretty bout you cause yous the thug
Type two, wife-beater with a bottle of bud
With ya drop-top, six-four rollin on dubs
Be bangin in the trunk when Im out in the club
Aint got no rigs to chain cause ya keeps it hood
And all my friends just jealous cause you treat me good
When youre rollin down the block, everybody holla back
What up gangsta
I love the way you pull up on them dubs, you know
Everything bout you so gangsta
Your white tee throwback with the matching hat
Oh, you just so gangsta
Every good girl wants a thug in her life
Who can put it down so gangsta
From your head down to your Air Force 1s
Boy, you know you just so gangsta
Hey
You know you so gangsta
Yeah, yeah
Aw, so ganstga
You know, you know
Aw, baby
You know you so gangsta |
Im in love with confrontation
Nigga, fuck around I cuss something
Pull out and buck something
I’m addicted to the altercation
Go ahead, nigga try me
You get hooked to a IV
Its just me and my nine
Like all the time
We built for the drama
Me and my llama
Ayo, look
You cant handle my gun handle
I’m like Kobe with the outside shots
Im like Artest in the paint
When it comes to these games
Set the balls a lot smaller and they go through brains
And if they live you get one point
But if you hit em in the head you get three
Whether they make it or not, a headshot s a headshot, nigga
That is unless you did it by mistake
Man, this 50 fucking grimey, got my spot shot up
I think he tryna line me cause I want to take his product
Nigga, fuck with me, you push up daisies
Straight crazy, thats how the Southside made me
So Brendas baby, Im a army brat for real
Niggas tell me chill, now how the fuck am I supposed to chill?
When the voices in my head telling me kill, kill, kill
I cock it, aim it, and sqeeuze the steel steel
I’m in love with confrontation
Nigga, fuck around I cuss something
Pull out and buck something
I’m addicted to the altercation
Go ahead, nigga try me
You get hooked to a IV
Its just me and my nine
Like all the time
We built for the drama
Me and my llama
I got a lot of brilliant ideas on how to bring tears to your peers
So controll all your swears and life stares
Yeah, my chain hang low, but I bet they won’t touch it though
Got the audio on me, homie, thatll stop a buffalo
Jump into a puddle, went inside my 7 double 0
Make a detour to the
They dont want the trouble so talking dont bother me
A simple robbery could turn to strong arm robbery
In the middle of all your projects, I show up and show out
Maybach ’62, chaffeur the bowed out
Brazilian fold out, my bitch
Her ass so fat her pussy come out like a fish
We gorillas in the mist
Boy, we aim, you done, nigga
The U22 like a alien gun
Give the new aliens new names and run
Homocide come around, fade to black on them
Im in love with confrontation
Nigga, fuck around I cuss something
Pull out and buck something
Im addicted to the altercation
Go ahead, nigga try me
You get hooked to a IV
Its just me and my nine
Like all the time
We built for the drama
Me and my llama |
No she wanna get involved
Simple lives always coincide
Silly dame wanna play the game
Now we caught up in the overtime
Deep down it was just us
Making love with the seat back
Ride slow while they 5-0
So lost trying keep track
I wanna know the shit that youd die for
Tell me would I be the kid that you ride for
If I got too stuck and cops pulled up to your crib tell me girl would you lie or
Break down?
Top floor
If I fell would pick me right up again?
Before I invest in you
I got some questions
Would you be my best friend?
Girl, its easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Ay girl youre a master piece
I could be ur Romeo no Master P
Play them throwback jams like 50 cent
Girl its cold outside you aint have to leave
You can lay back while I smash the beat
Maybe smash something else, we gonna have to see
Yeah roll them eyes oh you so bad
Quarter white, quarter black, half Japanese
You know I like to mix it up
Shawty why you gotta go I aint giving up
You know the night is still young so lets live it up
Go pour it out, then sip it up
Shawty roll something, yeah twist it up
I think had too much girl Im lit enough
Aint wanna die so can I get a ride home ?
Put it my iPhone, yeah girl me up
I just wanna chill and feel the vibe
Make love then lay right by your side
You drive me crazy
I got everything you need and I
Like ur smile dont wanna see you cry
Got questions Imma ask you I
Girl, its easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me? |
Oh shit! New shit!
2Pac, nigga, Dont Fall Asleep
Yall gon love this shit, hahahahaha!
Hey nigga... hey, Smurf, dont think I dont hear you out there talkin about me, you little dirtbag!
Brush your teeth before you talk about me!
Wash under ya arms, nigga; you smell like Queensbridge!
Yeah, tell them niggas how I took that $325,000 back from you, nigga!
Im like God to you niggas! You know God giveth, and God taketh away!
I come back off tour, Ima catch you and Ima whoop the skin off yo ass, nigga!
And that other bitch, Wendy Williams talkin bout me and shit
Bitch look like...a fuckin transvestite
Fuckin Chuckys bride bitch, plastic!
I love this shit! Keep fuckin wit me!
Quit starin at me like an infrared, nigga!
Pictures of plenty, sippin my glass full of Henny
Hands on my semi-automatic kill for pennies
Approach for contact, cause Im live I multiply
Soon as I open fire, niggas die with open eyes
Scared to take a nap, its a trap, a long maze
Dreamin of gettin stacks, makin scratch the wrong way
What the song say, we murder motherfuckers daily
Blackout, blow the track out, my lyrics never fail me
I inhale strong weed, then release the stress
Deliver the bomb shit from the East to West
Like Yayo
Niggas pull out, when I say so
Commence to poppin motherfuckers copy me, its fatal
Efficiently I delete and flee
The art of war livin sucka free, get with me
Muthafuckas dont
Dont go to sleep
You can get your cash on nigga if you peep
Other niggas close their eyes seein dreams in they sleep
But dont fall asleep |
This is Murda!
And you listenin to Crucified 4 The Hood... Volume 1! 10 Years Of Hate!
Yall know how we made it...
Hahahahaha!
Yup, you-yup-you pa-POM!
Yeah!
Yo!
50 you came to Scoop nigga
Now Im a burn this joint down! {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
I got the metro! - Petro! - The Tech blow;
Echo!
I make niggas in the club - move like its techno
Chick scream: Heck no! - Flow this crazy
I gotta get a cheque for rap version of Creflo. {G-UNIT RADIO! }
You hear it in my flow that I done fathered niggas
I chill, go to church and I dont bother niggas. {AAAOOOOOHHH! }
But Im gonna get mine regardless nigga
And if you keep frontin like a champ, Im a Tarver niggas;
Come on! - We got the Unit its not a Gorilla
You got no beef its not over scrilla
Bunch of loud mouths and Im a concealer
This is Murda nigga, I named you Killa!
Yeah! {GET BACK! }
Word in the street is Murda is home
And the broads dont wanna leave Murda alone;
Come on! - More Franklyns than Aritha
Go against Ma$e Betha and be ready for a ether
Think Im soft, but check it this is off the record
If I brought it to a nigga ifd be off the record
{Whooooo! }
Uh! Slow down easy! Go down greasy!
Nigga take one right, give him 4 rounds easy
{Whooooooo! }
Aint no ands or ifs man, when Im in the mix man
Like Im ambidextrous I pop left, switch hands
{Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
An loved in everyway cause Im a rich man, {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
I open niggas chests like vicks man
{DAMN! }
As in the M-A-$-E days
I throw chicks on the bench like the 6 men!
2 drops or more! - Blue fox to floor!
New drop azure! - Tube sox araur!
A flow this crazy then who dropped the ball {COME ON! }
The most controversial since 2Pac Shakur. {NONE STOP! }
Im givin ya niggas murder with all the ice-off
Im grimey like the park with the lights-off
Im not Roy Jones I never take a night-off
Im tryna get my money up to get my niggas mics-off
And you dont want a problem nigga {OOOOOHHH! }
I feel like 97 Harlem nigga
So calm! So witty! So don! So pretty!
And if I - lift the mink up, Id blind the city! {SHADE 45! }
I put a .9 on the line. - Them dimes coming with me
And Im finished with Bad Boy now Im signed with 50s! {OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH! }
You think Im in the booth still, cause I got the coupes still
Kriss back and forth - like how the crew chill
Can we by the restroom, ring like 2 mill?
So on the back, there its good for 2 fills
I take her to the backseat where Jacob in the back
She like Ma$e, come mess up my make-up in the back. {COME ON! }
Come here an get rowdy rowdy! - I just pipe her
Then I give her back to her man to wife her
Most she get, probably school clothes an a Chrysler
But you get bizarre - take it way far;
Like I slayed the raw, till I say tomorrow
You rememeber me - for toting that thing around
{Whooooo! }
For half a century - they been throwing my name around
Chicks get fidgety! - Everytime I came around. {CRUCIFIED... }
Now its the enemy! - Plus I got the anger now! {FOR THE HOOD! }
You know I pull up on the - Block! Big grey - tost!
Your mixtape - host! - Get straight Ghost
This thing in my diesel - put out so many shots
You can feel a breeze through. - One of your Boys; please dude!
Something to give me the right to leave you. {ITS THE UNIT! }
A hole in your head so big you can put a key through;
Cousin Im it! - Your Uncle Festa!
That B2K flow; I might molest ya
Dont even come unless you coming for real
Cause right now I give you one that you wont even feel
{Whooooo! }
Fore you even get the nerve to put your gun on my grill
You better speed on the highway, sleep under the wheel
If you know like I know. - You just lie low!
When you hear the fire go! BLOW!
BLOW!
BLOW!
- Hit the floor...
{COME ON! }
Its kamekazi! - Tell everybody!
We got the C4 to blow up the lobby
Grab that ammo!
- Cock the shotty
Ma$e is back. - Tell everybody! - HARLEM STAND UP!
Yeah! {WHAT? }
Now what yall think about Ma$e on G-Unit!
And ya know I dont care what you think
Hahahahaa...
Its kamekazi! - Tell everybody!
We got the C4 to blow up the lobby
Grab that ammo! - Cock the shotty!
Ma$e is Back! - Tell everybody! - HARLEM STAND UP! Haha! |
Yeah, uh-huh, yeah
I got it, keep going
Here we go, Flex
If dead men can talk, can you sleep?
Yo homie told you who got him
Would you have the heart to shoot the nigga who shot him, or would you start switchin up?
You thinkin bout the penitentiary, you bitchin up
What if he said money aint everything? The hood raised us wrong
All juxll get your money long, but look here Im gone
Would that touch your heart, have you feelin funny inside?
Would that be enough to make yo punk ass ride?
What if he gave you a little list of things to do?
Said he wouldnt have to die, he could live through you
Would you, load the gat and get ready to ride?
Or would you lock the door at yo crib and hide?
Its a cold world even when its hot outside
Whether sun shine or rain, you still feel pain
Hit him cause he gave you strength, now you in a daze
Yo homie- is in his grave, cause you-
Yall know who killed him, filled him with them and the and the Deserts
Them boys smoked your homie, you aint gon do nothin back?
Not even if he told you You next and get clapped?
Dont take much for them shells to make a mess of you
Yo peoples gon prolly cremate and burn the rest of you
Yeah, get em!
Ayo, ayo, its T-O-N-Y Y-A-Y-O
The light on the .44ll light up yo
Bag gettin chopped at the and the blender
So the coupe got TV, and the trail spinners
Ima hustle like Larry Flint, fly pimp in bulletproof with
I catch stunts like Evel Knievel
I got that diesel and that X, and Im not Vin Diesel
Yo, I know you love the choppy flow, the rocks that glow
Ill have your man laid out in a hospital
He wasnt thinking with his mind, he wasnt logical, what? Yo!
Woah, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
G-Unit, ha ha
You want beef with me?
Take a number and get in line
You want pairs with me?
I pop ya top off with the nine
You mad at me?
Shit, cause you cant shine
You aint gettin yours?
Thats fucked up cause Im gettin mine |
I shouldve warned you not to cross my path
Now Im finna get in your ass
Yeah, nigga, you know I got the hood on smash
Your reign on top, its over that fast
is conflict, and beef is war
You can die on the humble when you reach the
So my vest is level three and my car is level four
Thats a bulletproof Lex with a 200-pound door
Got too many issues, too many pistols
Smack till your leg of, we attack like pitbulls
Ja fake 2Pac, screaming out, Illuminati
The same nigga getting smacked on freshman Friday
I shouldve warned you not to cross my path
Now Im finna get in your ass
Yeah, nigga, you know I got the hood on smash
Your reign on top, its over that fast
Pretty soon you have to pawn your Rol and your platinum ring
Cause you keep going gold like Aladdin king
Wouldnt buy a nigga bootleg if you like me
Cause I aint trying to hear that bullshit like Spike Lee
Im out of sight, B, Long Island iced tea
Timberlands, white tee, both arms icely
We got enough money today even if they dont listen
Ill pop in the drop
I shouldve warned you not to cross my path
Now Im finna get in your ass
Yeah, nigga, you know I got the hood on smash
Your reign on top, its over that fast
These stonesll break my bones, but wordsll never hurt me
Niggas who say they gon murk me never put in work, B
You pop that shit
You got pistols, but you never pop that shit
You just running your lips
Put my gun on your lip, pop off, leave all your fucking teeth chipped
Thats when you realize you in deep shit
But keep running your yap until your frame is mangled
Three hoes and the nigga look like Charlies Angels
You not a murderer. Nah, you not a murderer, nigga. Ima dig deep in your ass, you faggot. Ima stop saying that shit cause I know you like that kind of shit. Fucking fruity-ass nigga. But I got something for you, nigga. Special delivery, nigga. Semi-autos, motherfucker |
G UNIT!
MTV News
On MTV2
Whoo Kid
Hi Im Gideon Yego with MTV news
Four weeks strong at number one and The Eminem Show is still outperforming almost every other record released this year
One shady fellow not included on the DVD but who were sure to see alot of soon
Is the newest soldier of Eminem and Dr. Dres Shady/Aftermath army, 50 Cent
50 Cent is a highly touted acid tounged Queens, rapper
A staple on New York Citys mixtape circuit
Hes already in the studio working on his upcoming album with tracks
produced by Dr. Dre, Sha Money, and Eminem himself
Get psyched
That is the news for now
Ggg-gg-gg-gg-gg-gg Unit |
“One of my motivations in life is to be a billionaire,” said Birdman in a telephone interview with FORBES. “We’re going to keep working hard until we get our brand to be as big as possible. That’s the goal in life, that’s what I live for.”
Diddy is the closest to becoming a billionaire, leading the pack with a net worth of $550 million. The Bad Boy Records founder has remained a mainstream mainstay for 15 years thanks to his knack for self-promotion. Lately, he’s been channeling that energy toward Diageo-backed Ciroc vodka, much to the benefit of his bank account: he receives double-digit millions annually as a share of profits. Sales of the spirit spiked 122% last year in the wake of strong demand for new flavor Ciroc Peach; he is entitled to a nine-figure chunk of cash if the brand is ever sold.
Diddy also boasts stakes in clothing lines Sean John and Enyce, marketing firm Blue Flame, record label Bad Boy and a handful of tech startups. But it’s his deal with Comcast to launch cable channel Revolt in 2013 that could push him into billionaire territory. He’ll own the channel outright, and based on projected viewership totals, its value could soar into the low-to-mid nine figures within the next few years.
Next up is Jay-Z at $460 million. Unlike his fellow Forbes Five members, Jay-Z still churns out music and goes on tour—most recently with pal Kanye West—adding to his considerable war chest. He sold his Rocawear clothing label for $204 million in 2007 and signed 10-year $150 million deal with Live Nation in 2008, and also holds stakes in the New Jersey Nets, his 40/40 Club chain, ad firm Translation, cosmetics company Carol’s Daughter and other businesses. |
What the fuck is the matter with this nigga man? Man I dont know whats wrong with that nigga man. Fuck is you crying for man? What is the matter? Fuck that nigga . Well this is Southside man. It aint gonna change. Naaaaaw. You know its gonna get worse before it gets better. Trust me
Its not me and my bitch, its me and my six
Me and my P90, and two of them clips
Holla at me, my niggas put it in for the chips
Theyll kill for the bricks, turn em in to the whips
With the shiny shoes, you know how they do
Its not just a job, its a hobby too
Im bred for this, I was born into it
Before I could walk the talk a nigga momma would do it
Stash dope in the diaper, ratchet in my stroller
I was born a gangsta nigga, now remember I told ya
So when Im back packing my ratchet, im back on the strip
Im back flippin, trippin and smacking a bitch
Dont be suprised or mesmerized how Im on it
Nigga front and you can get it, now how you want it?
With the razor, with the knife, with the pistol, with the ice
Pick is so big, it should depart you tricks
Shit
Shit crazy out here man. Its hot man, niggas aint getting no fucking money. I can tell when they looking at me they like Yo Fifty man, help me man. They crying for help baby. I come through, they like Whaddup. You know what I mean? They see me baby, Im with the top down, I got the AC blowing. Im like Yo, whatup nigga, nah hell no I aint stopping. Ah-ha-ha. What you want to talk to me about nigga? No I aint got no help for you, Ill let you hold something. Nigga, Ill let you hold a hollow tip nigga. Im not letting you hold nothing else nigga, cause I cant remember these niggas letting me hold nothing. If something wrong with that niggas aint never letting me borrow nothing! Im staying out there, fucked up, now they expect me to do something for them. Man fuck that man!
50 Cent |
G-G-G-G-G
G-G-G-G-G
G-G-G-G-G
G-G-G-G-G-Unit!
Niggas know who the don is
I go hard for mine, I work 9 to 5
And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
I aint got time for love, Im tryna get mine
And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
I got Moe in the middle and Im always gon shine
Cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
If you call and Im busy when you got spare time
Its cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
All I do is sit and think of ways I can come up
Catching jooks and run up, and leave your nigga done up
My pockets are hurting, homie, I aint feeling this shit
Have your mama screaming
I aint Scarface -- No women, no kids -- I dont give a fuck
Better teach that bitch and that little nigga to duck
With a P90 Ruger I put shots all through ya
If you survive, you gon feel what talons do to ya
Im a hard-headed nigga, I came up so hard
Had to get shot 9 times for me to find God
If them planes hit the projects, nobody would care
Look around, aint nothing but black folks around here
We brothers become political and start to maneuver
They give you 100 years, man, they did it to Hoover
Now, you can hate me or love me
When you see me, busts shots or come and hug me
The showman shits lovely
I go hard for mine, I work 9 to 5
And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
I aint got time for love, Im tryna get mine
And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
I got Moe in the middle and Im always gon shine
Cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
If you call and Im busy when you got spare time
Its cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
Niggas talkin it but aint livin it
Cristal pops Im sippin it, mob hats and lizard shit
Gator trunks bitch, rollin blunts with the williest of the willy
Heckler Koch, M-1s and nine millies
Stories like a motherfucker
Model bitches wondering if Ima fuck with her
She know I treat my bitches like Ivana
Dolce and Gabana drippin, Big Poppa never slippin
H-class diamonds shinin, dinner with wifey winin, dinin
Smoking cigars in Bogotá with Colombian niggas named Panama
And Englique and shit, games we play life endin
Bitches bending over with ease for a pair of Moschino jeans
And Donna Karan tank tops, I got your bank stopped
Singles on top, Benjamins under the rest of em
Advancin from duplex to mansions
Stashing keys hidin Gs overseas, VCRs in my Vs
Game elevates money I make into stocks and real estates, bitch
Jet skiing in the Caribbean, white sand
Discussing plans with my man
Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and a system
That leaves my rear views tremblin
What you gonna do when poppa catch an attitude?
Drop to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my ring, its a Frank White thing I stay potent
Bitch is devoted, take my dick and deep throat it
I go hard for mine, I work 9 to 5
And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
I aint got time for love, Im tryna get mine
And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
I got Moe in the middle and Im always gon shine
Cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind
If you call and Im busy when you got spare time
Its cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind |
If I ever go broke, Ima kick in your door, waving the four
Screaming Get the fuck on the floor, and gimme the raw!
Listen, killing rap niggas wasnt part of the plan
Its the way these niggas talk man, they forcing my hand
Im the same over beats, as I am on the streets
If I have to, Ill kill a motherfucker to eat
I got gats, clips, chips, whips
Bricks to flip, and a flow thats sick
My rhyming time is precise like Im doing the heist, Im nice
Get out of line and youll get sacrificed like Christ
Look at these fake playa niggas fronting like they macking
Drop the m off of macking, then you have it they acting
In Queens we got lil niggas running around packing
Not little guns, this shit is bigger than Pun
Let me find out you thinking about thumping with me
The pussy club on your nine wont rump with me
Now that Martin Luther King know his time was short, being pro-black
Turn the other cheek, nigga hold that
Its gain my niggas respect, its V-I-O-
L-E-N-C-E is what I be when I see my foes
Its automatic, anytime, anywhere, grizzly bears
Shots going off, kids get scared
I go from Queensbridge to park slow. Across the world
Leaving trails of hoes that got they heart broke
I puff the dark smoke, usually, mix it with greens, look what it do to me:
Have me fucked up before puberty
If I had one wish and the shitll come true
A nigga live to be a hundred and two
All I need is a two-pay, call it a new day
Immigrant prostitutes like papa how much you pay?
Got to lose weight, niggas say Im way too big
Bad habits, call a shop, and stay way too jigg, motherfucker |
Listen man
Everybody know me know
I don?t forget nuthin`
If you kicked sand on me in the sandbox when we was kids
Imma catch you and kick your fuckin` ass for that now
HaHa! ! |
Im sitting on some chains
Big things, big diamond rings
MOP, man you know what we bout
So if you wanna roll, baby come on and roll
And if not, bitch please
I tear you from the rip, see me Im bout to grip
To find things thats what Im about
So if you wanna roll, baby come on and roll
And if not, bitch please
Shawty I got some thangs
But do you got some thangs too?
Pretend the table is you, able what Im talkin bout
And if i caught a case would you be on the case
You couldnt handle plays, bitch
You know Havoc, a bundled paper stuffed inside, nigga
To built me a mini mansion the size of an octopus
And the crib sittin on stilts, take off the Stilettos
Get me to hug you from the cold, the life and the bezel
I hit it up on wedge you, my schedule just wont permit it
I visit the gangsta town, but enough is committed
Might see me with another, dont go start trippin
You my classic edition, one I got runnin my kitchens
See its about the pop and when it finally pop
Would you complain, or just shut your mouth
Oh yeah its gon pop so baby play your part
And get a cup of jealousy bitch
My money aint nothin, Jada you aint fuckin
See thats the fine print you need to understand, cousin
See I was sure hed die for having game I
A tape rollin for 50, cause he the boss I
Cant front, its gon take some time to get used to
All this cash, yeah its feelin beautiful
The ladies on the key, they let a nigga live
Get ready for the rip session at the Sheridan
I got her smokin weed, I got her drinkin vin
Say, Nas yes you dont do none of that there
I turn your woman out, then I turn around and drop em off like good
Man we done stepped it up and we done found a home
For all this gangsta shit, for all this fuckin dope
Man this is my dream, this is how its supposed to be
Shawty climb aboard, if not |
Ayo, you know who the fuck this is. Its 50 Cent, Im here with my man Lloyd Banks, my nigga Tony Yayo, its come, we coming, nigga
All this faggot rap going on, you commercial, I hurt you
Drum start when the gun pop, it aint over til my heart stop, you heard me? |
Intro
Talk the talk and I walk the walk
Talk the talk and I walk the walk
Talk the talk and I walk the walk
Talk the talk and I walk the walk
Verse 1
No one helped me out with this rap shit
I bought my own features
Talking big business, you talking about sneakers
My style is hypnotic, opinions are idiotic
Who I work with is iconic, its ironic
My friends wont tell me that my word play is psychotic
Our friendship is rocky, they think Im cocky
Im the new stock pick, this a biopic
Because I talk the talk and I walk the walk
She dont wanna blow my head up
She say that she fed up
Now Im worth her energy?
Cuz that I got my bread up
Now she stalks me
To cock block me
She think she can stop me?
No one can stop me
I rep the L.A
Respect the LBC
Make beats like Dr. Dre
Knocturnal is a G
We dont play in California
Bunch of snitches in DC
Cut your ACL in ATL
Shout out to Slim Gotti
Chorus
Calling me cocky
They calling me cocky
They calling me cocky
They calling me cocky
Now nigga why you mad?
Nigga why you mad?
Nigga why you mad?
Nigga why you mad?
Oh, you cant do that?
Repeat 2
Verse 2
R.i.P to the track nigga
R.i.P to the track nigga
R.i.P to the track nigga
R.i.P to the track nigga
Back, like I never left
And, when it hit the fan they never there
Your girl in the streets, catch her everywhere
Hoes stop and stare when I come through he city
Middle finger up, run the town like Diddy
They say that Im cocky, sorta like 50
Fingers they itchy they itching for the paper
I stunt when I can so I shine on them haters
I ball so hard that I got to be a player
I got to make sure Im higher than the Himalayas
Because them niggas be watching they aint trying to see me raise up
Why these niggas hate me this the way Im raised up
This the way I been holmes
This the way I live holmes
If you knew what I knew nigga Id been gone
Better find you a team you can put the bench on
Chorus
Calling me cocky
They calling me cocky
They calling me cocky
They calling me cocky
Now nigga why you mad?
Nigga why you mad?
Nigga why you mad?
Nigga why you mad?
Oh, you cant do that?
Repeat |
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Aight, the man that betrayed you has been working with some big time people, but these big time people are also inexperienced people, high rollers. The plan is, we going to rob them one by one, humiliate them enough to make them lose credibility, feel me?
Yeah, I feel ya
Good, now see that ho over there, were gonna need her. Talk to her, convince her to get in, and lets do this
Ayo, listen ho I require your services
Dont shutter from nervousness
Im not here to shatter your cervix trick
Listen to me bitch, I dont wanna pull the trigger
I just need information, and someone to help me
Feel me? I gotta rob some mothafuckas who are wealthy
You get 50 percent, so you better not go and tell see?
Oh your name is Sally? What a familiar face
This shit is high risk, dont get shot or catch a case
First target is KK Osman, his bankroll is awesome
Workin for Curtis J, makin big bank, he be flossing
But you see that shit be stoppin, cause we gonna rob him
Go up to the driver side of his automobile
Bring him to a hotel room for sex, and dont get caught for real
Cause if he finds out, you the only one thatll get shot
But be cool bout it, bring him up, one night guest spot
Me and Tommy will burst out, lest not he notice
All of us gotta focus, cause when we be done, then the checks hot
Damn Girl, you thick as fuck, goddamn
Thanks baby, you lookin good too
Ooh wee Im gettin the...wait what the fuck?
Bitch!! You set me up!! What the fuck!!
{Gunshot}
He was an asshole anyways, get the money and lets go
{Sounds of money going into a duffle bag}
I run my mack game like I run my crack game you feel me?
Always appear clean but never be afraid to be filthy
That’s why Shotgun be flossing his bankrolls in the slums
So Sally, you gotta mingle with stank hoes acting dumb
You corner him and seduce, if you have to fucking marry him
And in the end, I’ll strangle him with wire then bury him
Bring him to the back VIP and give him a dance
Give him a chance and hell probably try to get in your pants
We got Tommy in the back running the car
If you need to escape, hes the guy with the guns and the scar
Im gonna sneak through and steal a keycard
If I have to Ill smash a motherfucker through a door like Dee Barnes
Go through the back, hide away the mac just in case
I dont want to get caught with my pants down in this place
Shotgun rolls with his posse to the bar first
Gets drunk cause its fun, laughing at the Mexicans doing yard work
(Listen you went over this plan like fifteen times
I need fifteen lines just to get through this crime)
Ok well listen to what I say and dont fuck it up
I dont wanna deal with gunfire and stupid shit runnin amok
Oh shit, this is crazy
Hey, you look like you have a lot of money waste
I do
Then come on back, Ill give you something
Oh damn this is gonna be good, hol on boys Ill be back
Now close your eyes and count to ten
One, two thr...
Alright, job is done, get the money and go to the car, Ill tell you the next plan tommorow
Alright
Aight listen up, we almost done
Now this one is gonna require you to use a gun
Theres a funeral tonight for the previous deceased
And were gonna strike them when they expect the least
This silenced pistol is a Colt .45
Enough bullets to send the strongest motherfuckers to die
Ill stay in the getaway, and while you get them to lay away
Tommy hiding nearby to cut them with some razor blades
They gonna be depressed so you gotta show some love
At least a little bit, I dont wanna come in with a snub
You lure em to a hotel room
(I already know what Im doing damn it
Just be ready nearby with a giant motherfucking cannon
Im gonna make sure that they dead near they pajamas
Silencers sound like firecrackers compared to the hammer)
Listen, I already formulated the plan
I dont want the fucking motel to turn into Iran
So you better calm down and follow the rules
Before long, youll be rich and wallow in Jewels
Oh man she looking like an ugly bitch dude
For real, tho she got a nice ass
True but we should be fuckin supermodel chicks dude, look at all the money we got
Hol up I hear her, come on in baby
I AINT YOUR BABY BITCH GET ON THE FUCKING FLOOR
Oh shit, stop yellin, wait what the fuck is that a?
You killed him you fucking
Jesus fucking christ this wasnt part of the fucking plan, Kane told you, use the silenced gun with gloves
FUCK THAT I GOT MY OWN PLANS
Will you stop fucking yelling so goddamn..
Oh shit!! Its coming through the fucking door!!
You think I wouldn’t find you nigga? You be mistakin’
You killed all of my crew, you gonna be buried in the pavement
Tried to ambush, but that I don’t fall for no hoes
I anticipated your moves, nine shots through your do’
Oh shit, now youre running for your life
I got enough firearms to level Syria
Trying to put bullets through your frame, and then I’ll disappear on ya
Dumb nigga, you just got shot up in your legs
You went down like a pussy, mothafucka don’t push me
Oh now youre running scared, I can hear your heartbeat through your chest
Where was the man before claiming he was the best
And Kane, I’m coming for you next, so in case I miss my shots
Then I’m gonna go to your momma house and shoot her on the spot
I’ll make your loved ones drink drano
For fucking with all of my people on my payroll
I see the trail of blood sprayed all over the carpet
If you didn’t wanna died well you shouldn’t start shit
Oh, I just got you in the legs
But I see you shiver to your core I know that your afraid
And then I’m gonna…
Is...is he dead?....
Yeah...I got you...lets just get the fuck up outta here
He scary as fuck and I dont wanna be around if he...
Hes not gonna wake up...come on lets get to the car |
After battling with his major label for years, 50 Cent has decided to become an independent artist.
The rapper announced Thursday that hes leaving his longtime record label, Universal Music Groups Interscope Records, and Eminems imprint, Shady/Aftermath.
The Grammy winner and his G-Unit Records have signed a distribution agreement with Caroline, the independent label at Capital Music Group. Capitol is one of the many labels that are part of Universal Music Group.
50 Cent launched an ultra-successful, six-times platinum debut with Get Rich or Die Tryin in 2003, when he burst on the music scene with Eminem as his mentor. His sophomore album, 2005s The Massacre was almost as successful, but other albums didnt match his previous efforts and he expressed his unhappiness with his label. 50 Cent had been planning to release a fifth album on the label, but it was set with multiple release dates and singles, and eventfully didnt see a release.
His last album was 2009s Before I Self Destruct, which also had several release dates.
I have had great success to date with Shady/Aftermath/Interscope and Id like to thank Eminem and Dr. Dre for giving me an incredible opportunity, 50 Cent said in a statement. Ive learned so much from them through the years. I am excited to enter this new era where I can carry out my creative vision.
50 Cent had a plethora of hits early in his career that dominated the pop, rap and R&B charts, from P.I.M.P. to Candy Shop to the anthemic In da Club, which introduced the young rapper aside Dr. Dre and Eminem.
Both myself and Shady Records are grateful to have had the chance to play a part in 50s career, Eminem said in a statement. Shady simply would not be what it is without 50 Cent. Ive developed a great friendship with 50 over the years, and thats not going to change. We know 50 will have success in his new situation, and we remain supporters of both him and G-Unit.
The rapper, born Curtis Jackson, has also been a success outside of music, from film roles to fashion to books.
50 Cents new album, Animal Ambition, will be released June 3. Caroline has recently distributed albums by Korn and rapper E-40. |
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Flashing lights
Flashing lights
Flashing lights
Flashing lights
She dont believe in shootin stars
But she believe in shoes and cars
Wood floors in the new apartment
Couture from the stores departments
You more like love to start shit
Im more of the trips to Florida
Ordered the hors doeuvres, views of the water
Straight from a page of your favorite author
And the weather so breezy
Man, why cant life always be this easy?
She in the mirror dancin so sleazy
I get a call like, Where are you, Yeezy?
And try to hit you with the ol-wu-wopte
Til I got flashed by the paparazzi
Damn, these niggas got me
I hate these niggas more than the Nazis
As I recall, I know you love to show off
But I never thought that you would take it this far
What do I know?
Flashing lights
What do I know? Know
Flashing lights
Fity
Up and down, she likes on top, facts
Praying that the condom pop, that fair
But fuck me so hood, to me
And Hollywoods been real real good to
Now who give a fuck if a bitch just aint shit
In the whip, she gives CPR to my dick
You losing her baby, feeding em up quick
Bitch, roleplay, Im getting really into this shit
In the telly on all fours, ride that like a horse
Im screaming whoo-ha to my boy Rick Ross
Call me 50, call me daddy, you can call me the boss
I dig Double XXL, you can call me the sauce
I can laugh at my performance and get that perfume
You supposed to be quick bitch, I kept on my shoes
Oh, you thought we had a love thing? No, you no fools
Dont listen to the dicept, its never ever true
At the end of the day I care, and Id rather be hated for what I am than loved for what I am not. You know, I dont have media training and all that stuff. And and you know, even with all the backlash that I had, I feel like I should approach it, man. You live by the sword you die by the sword. You express yourself, Im here to express myself and you know people gon understand me like yo its not a matter of understanding me like yo it being about me, its not about me Im just being passionate |
NO LYRICS YET |
Man I run this rap shit
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
R.I.P. to 2Pac
Nigga roll that good shit
U wanna dance lets dance nigga Ill take u to da prom
Im armed tre pound in my palm Im calm
Nigga my mamma made a baby boy the hood made a man
My first 14 grams took that and made a grand
I do this you knew this I told you pussy
Your fate your death date Ill fking come for u pussy
Have you like ei-ei-uh oh after the 44 blow
I get low they say I go like a pro
Its a rap when Im doseing
You smoked like a roach
U been clapped then in fact theres no coming back from that
Im the last of my breed
No henny no weed
Just my vest and my semi
In the back of that bentley
Im nos and Im bras
See Im there and Im gone
Cause my loyals is strong
And my money here is long
So when Im right Im right
And when Im wrong Im right
Ill hit your ass up right
Nigga its nighty night
Man I run this rap shit
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
R.I.P. to 2Pac
Nigga roll that good shit
Hey yo Im higher than a pilot man
Ill cut your body man
Beat the case I lied on a polygram
These ogs talk about back in the days
I have an r.I.p. sign on your myspace page
Im your top eight nigga
Drop eight nigga
GCT coupe its sour grape nigga
Im an ape nigga a gorilla in the mist
I hold weight nigga my connect gots bricks
I wear gold you wear platinum we still got the same cars
Same house and still fk the same broads
Dreams of fking an r&b bitch
Yeah you look good girl but get your teeth fixed
Im the teflon don boy I get busy
Your legs to strong doing sex with pretty ricky
760 drive by light tint
With two hoes in the whip looking like flip
Man I run this rap shit
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
R.I.P. to 2Pac
Nigga roll that good shit |
Some friends turn foes over money and hoes
When they family aint tight, and they money aint right
When you party with me, you party all night
Cause I aint with doing nothing if we aint doing it right
Playa haters, when they getting face-to-face altercations
They be getting played like Sony PlayStation
When the feds having fun, cockblockers try to stop me
And thirsty cats be in the background trying to clap me
I see them when they start scheming
I know what they thinking of
Mad at us for being players
And they cant get no love
What it boil down to, cause my flows hot
Your flow... hmmm, your flows not
Youre so-so going against 50 Cent, thats a no-no
Yall know better than that
Flowers blooming, morning dew, and the cats just aint the same
Its a pleasure when you treasure all thats new and true in the game
Easy living while were pimping what we know were dreaming of
We are one having fun walking in the glow of a thug
First it was me and my pistol, but since the last mistrial
Spin up a Cristal, Im living it up
My lawyer, K.O.d the case, checked the lawbook for my name
I sit in courtrooms and throw signs like Im a Mason
Money is power, envy is cash, breed evil
I could be robbed with the jewels I drop
Came into the store a year ago, I decided to stack chips on the whip
Push the hoot, now I be sitting on Beach Huevo
Contemplating coping the Coupe... Hmm, should I?
Ghetto as I wanna be, I say What up dude?
When I breach you serve you bricks, through time to beat you
Send you back if you headed to your people
Threw out my chest when I make power moves like Im right on the L
Flowers blooming, morning dew, and the cats just aint the same
Its a pleasure when you treasure all thats new and true in the game
Easy living while were pimping what we know were dreaming of
We are one having fun walking in the glow of a thug
You wanna party with me, come on, party with me
Oh, you dont wanna party with me, its aight with me
Shorty, whats your favorite champagne, Cristal, Moet or Dom P?
Lighten up, get a bottle boo, but it aint on me
Im caught up, in my ghetto way of thinking
From the ice, to the minks, to the champagne we drinking
Big boys is playing Benzos with AMG kits and 20 inch Lorenzos
Follow me, round and round, the club
3 and a quarter drop-tops with hard tops
20 whips for chip; thats it
Average joes who flip bricks
My team flash keys like they grow on trees
When its hot, park the whips and ride bikes
If you woolying through traffic on the turn-bikes, aight
Flowers blooming, morning dew, and the cats just aint the same
Its a pleasure when you treasure all thats new and true in the game
Easy living while were pimping what we know were dreaming of
We are one having fun walking in the glow of a thug |
Life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane, life in the fast lane
Man, I aint got nothing to lose, everything to gain
Life in the fast lane, life in the fast lane
Man, I aint got nothing to lose, everything to gain
Either you with me or against me, man, aint nothing change
Nigga, you, go against the grain, Ill make you, walk with a cane
Now nigga now, who you gon blame, when shit aint the same
Nigga nobody hears your name, you got down wit a gang
Oh thirty, one blood, yall niggas do your thing
You got these felonies, fuck it, go out with a bang
Yall niggas wanna hang, with niggas that, filthy rich
They aint even got to talk, to take your bitch
One look was all it took, she seen the Benz-o
She seen them TVs, and them big ol rizzos
Another Benz or a hoopty, Imma scoop me a coupie
Only bad bitches suit me, Im a dog, like Snoopy
Its LaSon, the don, keep a gat in my palm
Im a motherfuckin killer, put my hand on the Quran
Seven sixty BM, think like Iceberg Slim
And I got a broad look like the first Lil Kim
Taking late night trips, on the highway to pump
And Im feeling like I got my whole life in a trunk
Im a certified hustler, purple kush crusher
Boy, try to play with my paper, Imma bust ya
Homey, get with me, cuz I move that work quickly
Its that nigga, La Sing-Sing, and that chamber 50, muthafucka |
Son, you smell that? Whats that?
I smell pussy. Is that you Irv?
I smell pussy. Is that you Ja?
I smell pussy - Is that you Black?
I smell pussy. Is that you Tah?
Yall niggas is pussy
Im balling out nigga now watch me
Aint nothing you can do to stop me
Yall niggas get so emotional
You remind me of my bitch...
Its not of my nature to make a commitment, so let me breathe
What she doesnt understand - catch attitudes when I leave her
My other relations just make it harder for me to accept her as my own
She tries to tie up my phone and
Im not at home; shes thinking Im not alone
Probably out tryin to bone anything in the street
I let her know she can leave I aint tryin to tie her up but see
Its hard to fuck with somebody after she touches me
Mami, Im not your regular nigga; I know the game
But I dont play by the rules; Im focusing on my moves
That way I will never lose
See, I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Bentleys with 22s
You say I confuse you play little tricks with your head
Catching feelings ever since the first time I slept in your bed, hun
Im not here to tease you, mislead you, or sell you dreams
I cant say I love you I dont know what that means
Im a pimp
Baby you know I like when you climb on top
Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to ecstasy with out takin ecstasy
Baby you know I like when you climb on top
Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to ecstasy with out takin ecstasy
When I first met her, I did anything to get her
Paid all her bills and filled her refrigerator
Reminiscing on late nights when I tried to lay up
But couldnt get off, cause your baby would stay up
She even crashed the whip, tryin to switch in the third lane
Thats when I realized, this bitch was a bird brain
A pigeon writing her baby pops in the box in prison
Sing-Sing is where he been in
She in the Gucci tights and Fendi high heels
Baby wipes and cans of Enfamil
Motorbikes and grams of fishscale
So 9-to-5 niggas was no frills
Turning young niggas with principles to old men with debts
And all the prank calls was death threats
That bitch got the best sex - all across the globe
And the bitch head game was out of control
I wonder when Im gone if you miss me
Or do you miss that Don Perignon and that Christy
Im fuckin with you
Im feeling your shape; Im feeling your eyes
Later on, Im feeling your ass and feeling your thighs
Sweetheart, you book smart and street smart
I knew you was my type from the very, very start
Im in to tongue kissing; foreplay all day
Momma aint home, so the noise is okay
ODB - you know we like it the raw way
Latex; safe sex; no hickeys on the neck
Now youre learning
The lords blesses make me wiser as the worlds turning
My tongue touch the right spot; Ill have your toes curling
Whether we just kicking it or we sexing
Im a pro, baby girl; I spit game to perfection
So when niggas make mistakes, I correct em and
When niggas get out of line, I check them man |
Keep playin games Ill take her right away
Ill take her right away
Ill take her right away
50 you know I really dont like how you talk about my chick
I think youre just mad because shes not your bitch
Cause nobody fuck with your own, youre not rich
Man I shouldnt even have to tell you this shit
She can do bad all by her damn self
When the bills come your ass just cant help
See the red on the bottom of her Christian Louboutins?
Match the Ferrari and thats why she gone
See I understand, am a man and you are sick
You should play the lotto and try to get rich quick
She wont let your love turn into a bum
What the fuck you think she is, dumb?
I see you driving around town with the girl I love
And Im like, Fuck you
I guess the change in my pocket wasnt enough
Im like: Fuck you and fuck her, too
Said if I was richer
Id still be with ya
Hah, now aint that some shit?
And although theres pain in my chest
I still wish you the best
With a fuck you
Yeah, Im sorry, I cant afford a Ferrari
But that dont mean I cant get you there
I guess hes an Xbox and Im more Atari
But the way you play your game aint fair
I pity the fool that falls in love with you
Well..
Ive got some news for you
I see you driving around town with the girl I love
And Im like, Fuck you
I guess the change in my pocket wasnt enough
Im like: Fuck you and fuck her, too
Said if I was richer
Id still be with ya
Hah, now aint that some shit?
And although theres pain in my chest
I still wish you the best
With a fuck you
Now I know that I had to borrow
Beg and steal and lie and cheat
Tryna keep ya, tryna please ya
Cause being in love with your ass aint cheap
I pity the fool, that falls in love with you
Well...
Ive got some news for you
I see you driving around town with the girl I love
And Im like, Fuck you
I guess the change in my pocket wasnt enough
Im like: Fuck you and fuck her, too
Said if I was richer
Id still be with ya
Hah, now aint that some shit?
And although theres pain in my chest
I still wish you the best
With a fuck you
Now baby, baby, baby, why dyou wanna, wanna hurt me so bad?
I tried to tell my momma, but she told me:
This is one for your dad
Yes, she did, and Im like
Uh! Why? Uh! Why? Uh! Why lady?!
Oh, I love you
Oh, I still love you, ooh
I see you driving around town with the girl I love
Fuck you
I guess the change in my pocket wasnt enough
Im like: Fuck you and fuck her, too
Said if I was richer
Id still be with ya
Hah, now aint that some shit?
And although theres pain in my chest
I still wish you the best
With a fuck you |
Yeah, uh-huh, yeah
50 Cent is the illest
For sure, for sure, haha
50 Cent is the illest
50 Cent-50-50-50 Cent, 50-50-50-50 Cent is the illest
50-50-50 Cent is the illest
Live from Southside, sons the livest one
Representin’ NY to the fullest, gats I pull it
You bastards duckin cause 50 buckin
In my bathroom fuckin’, it aint nothin
These hoes got a thing for the kid
I hit it once then roll a blunt, a bitchll give me keys to the crib
So you know its like...where I lay my hat is my home
Break time man the bitch is on her own
Got all types of bills of my own
If you lookin for a nigga to pay your bills ya dead wrong
I aint no trick bitch, Im a ma-fuckin’ pimp
No Cadillac, no jheri curl, no cane, and no limp
2003, no P.I.M.P., G-Unit sneakers matchin’ the throwback, bitch ya know that
Be a witness to this, tell everyone you seen this
Every freestyles a commercial, I’m a marketing genius
Its unbelievable
50-50 Cent is the illest
Its unbelievable
50-50 Cent is the illest
I wanna give a shoutout to
Aye, you know Whoo Kid supposed to be the number one DJ this year
Just wanna put that bug in your ear man, so you know
Selling those tapes, that dont count?
50-50 Cent is the illest |
Son that G-Unit CD is fire man
Like I said man these niggas look like us, they smell like us but they not us real muthafuckin fire nigga ya heard.
Yo they think this G-Unit CD is like work, like niggas is sittin here working.
we still smokin what
Peep how niggas is changing, everybody wanna do they freestyles like me and shit
Yeah, everybody wanna fuckin do there freestyles like us
Before niggas was just rhyming
Now niggas wanna make a song with hot.. you know what Im sayin
You know what Im talking bout
Niggas wanna do what we wanna do, know what Im sayin
hold on, hold on Speak on it
Who this?
Its.. who you callin nigga its 50
Oh 50 wat up nigga its sha
Sha Rau
Wats poppin? Yo waddup nigga?
Chillin
Yo listen I was tryin to get Scarlet to work
She wasnt tryin to work
So I let her leave with the visa and the keys.
Huh?
Oh shit
You let
You said she could have it son
Yo son listen man. you gave her my credit card son?
Yeah son you know she said she was just gon get some shoes
Son the last time she bought some shoes man I got the receipt for $5,000 son
I had to ask her if you bought shoes for ya car or for your feet?
oh shit
The fuck is goin on? |
Yeeeah!
I stay, who ratcher nigga?
Go head drop bed nigga!
Best be on yo best be hate it out this, mothafucka!
Haha!
IIII stay gangstad up. - Niggas aint got shit on me
And - IIII stay with my Gat - in case I gotta pop somebody
Geeee-Unit clique! - Youre blind if you cant see
That - weeee run the streets. - Nigga you better ask somebody.
I got a rifle with a scope in the trunk of the Viper
So I shoot off the roof like the D.C. Sniper
I just bought a Bezzle, and a brand new piece
And a level two vest and a brand new piece
Yall Hip-Hop niggas dont want no beef!
Yall get shot and rat to the Hip-Hop police
Nigga two guns up I run up in ya label
Why your guns in the house like a couch potato. - YEAH!
IIII stay gangstad up. - Niggas aint got shit on me
And - IIII stay with my Gat - in case I gotta pop somebody
Geeee-Unit clique! - Youre blind if you cant see
That - weeee run the streets. - Nigga you better ask somebody
These hoes want me stop - but this is the worst part
I was born with this game like birth marks
I dont trip! But Im a get a little watch from my modelin chick
Cause she spent a lot of time on my dick.
I get a new fan every single time that I spit
Green, blue Ben lovin every diamond I get
Fast and fury in the Red Rove cause my bred folds
Beef? - I hit your necklace turn your jewelry into red gold.
IIII stay gangstad up. - Niggas aint got shit on me
And - IIII stay with my Gat - in case I gotta pop somebody
Geeee-Unit clique! - Youre blind if you cant see
That - weeee run the streets. - Nigga you better ask somebody
Im from the bottom man niggas know I came up hard
I got a temper man Im looking for some shit to start
Man my tax bracket change, Im sittin on some change
Yo hoes man they changed they dont treat me the same.
Its not my looks thats got me all up in them drawers
Its the new M-3 with the Lamborghini doors.
Man them Ds they dun turned them dogs into dope fiends
They smell a leak in my clothes so they barkin at me.
Yeah!
Thats gon have to be good enough
I lost a friend tonight
Jam Master Jay!
Rest In Peace!
I send my love to his family!
50 Cent yall!
IIII stay gangstad up. - Niggas aint got shit on me
And - IIII stay with my Gat - in case I gotta pop somebody
Geeee-Unit clique! - Youre blind if you cant see
That - weeee run the streets. - Nigga you better ask somebody |
Микстейп Про Evolution, homie
Микстейп вышел
Микстейп Про Evolution, homie
Ты его послушал, homie
Если не послушал
Holy crap, вылазь на полный
Я сменил много команд, но я всегда был в лучшей форме
Прущий dope, попробуй и забудь, но потом тут же вспомни
Мы отдыхаем на елецкой дискотеке
Но мы хаслим эти деньги, ты стреляешь эти деньги
Тебе видимо пора искать лекарства и аптеки
Твоя hoe вчера болела за Мовца в Ионотеке
Вы как звери, грайм-собаки, тигры, перья, псы в вольере
Кошки-мышки, Том и Джерри, holy-frolly, Джим и Керри
Мой отряд несёт мне henny, твой отряд несёт потери. Я перемешал всё
Не оставил тебе шансов
Эй, kill-kill-kill
Мутим double triple kill
Мой kill streak настолько длинный, homie, я его забыл
Спрятал файлы
Эти треки как крестражи чтоб потом найти себя
Не пришёл на день рожденья он бымного потерял
Респектую старой школе дико долго на повторе
Теперь их караоке - выступать в караоке
Микстейп Про Evolution, homie
Ты его послушал, homie
Если не послушал, homie
Holy crap, вылазь на полный
Я сменил много команд, но я всегда был в лучшей форме
Попробуй и забудь, но лучше вспомни |
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Go shorty, its your birthday
We gonna party like its your birthday
We gonna sip Bacardi like its your birthday
And you know we dont give a fuck its not your birthday
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look, mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
Im into having sex, I aint into making love
So come give me a hug if youre into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look, mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
Im into having sex, I aint into making love
So come give me a hug if youre into getting rubbed
When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll twenty deep, its twenty knives in the club
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem and the hoes, they wanna fuck
But, homie, aint nothing changed: hoes down, Gs up
I see Xzibit in the cut, hey, nigga, roll the weed up
If you watch how I move, youll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit with a few shells, but I dont walk with a limp
In the hood in L.A. they saying Xombie, you hot
They like me, I want em to love me like they love Pac
But holla in New York, the niggasll tell you Im loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold
Im fully focused, man, my money on my mind
Got a mil out the deal and Im still on the grind
Now shorty said she feelin my style, she feelin my flow
Her girlfriend willing to get bi and they ready to go
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look, mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
Im into having sex, I aint into making love
So come give me a hug if youre into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look, mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
Im into having sex, I aint into making love
So come give me a hug if youre into getting rubbed
My flow, my show brought me the dough
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look, nigga, I done came up and I aint changed
I aint changed
I said that I aint changed
I said that I aint changed
And you should love it way more than you hate it
Nigga, you mad? I thought that youd be happy I made it
Im that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You the faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back, right?
When my joint get to pumpin in the club, its on
I wink my eye at your bitch, if she smiles, she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
If you talking about money, homie, I aint concerned
Ima tell you what Banks told me
Cuz, go head, switch the style up
If niggas hate then let them hate and watch the money pile up
Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub
They know where we fucking be
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look, mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
Im into having sex, I aint into making love
So come give me a hug if youre into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look, mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
Im into having sex, I aint into making love
So come give me a hug if youre into getting rubbed
Its Xombie in the club
Its Xombie in the club
Its Xombie in the club
Its Xombie in the club
Its Xombie in the club
You can find me in the club
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look, mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
Im into having sex, I aint into making love
So come give me a hug if youre into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look, mami, I got the X if you into taking drugs
Im into having sex, I aint into making love
So come give me a hug if youre into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club
You can find me in the club |
Hustle
Nigga, you get in my way while Im trying to get mine
And Ill buck you
I dont care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga, fuck you
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle
Nigga, you get in my way while Im trying to get mine
And Ill buck you
I dont care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga, fuck you
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle
Nigga, you get in my way while Im trying to get mine
And Ill buck you
I dont care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga, fuck you
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle
Nigga, you get in my way while Im trying to get mine
And Ill buck you
I dont care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga, fuck you
I want the finer things in my life |
I am Beyoncé
I am Beyoncé
I am Beyoncé |
After the show its the after party, and
We gon pop some molly
I got a Harlem world chick she love ASAP Rocky
Got a Long Island thing, but she act too snobby
My Brooklyn shawty, she get so naughty
Puerto Rican Mami, he callin me papi
Project Chick, but her crib too sloppy
Plus the goons in the lobby, they tried to rob me
My QU peice hit me off with my ends low
Said that she love me
I caught her with Winslow
Rockin that slow bucks my chick in he A right
Pushing that skateboard and reppin that A-Life
Hit em all, swap meat to the mall
5th ave back to the Saks, Macys big and tall
2 cute 20 dollar freaks
Jimmy Choo designer sneaks
Dont matter sit back, have a drink
Tonight im gonna party till the liquor is gone
Shawty got a body I gotta get her home
Shes comin home with me
Duz she know that Im a G
Tonight Im gonna party till the liquor is gone
Its hard to hide, Im a special kind of nigga
I step in stepping on Giuseppes with the zippers
That beef I be strapped and its hammer time
So much ice wrist drippin Panorama time
Went from the minor leagues, pushin nickels and dimes
To getting major cheese, I cant help it with the shine
The way she looked shawty might come and try this
Nigga your main bitch better off my side chick
She wanna shop the way I shop out in the tropics
You want it get it
Its nothing I got it
I get money, blow money, let some bread stack
I can feel it when its comin Im right there where its at
I got a fortune 500 flow, thats a fact
I had this whole spot jumpin in here, front to back
Its goin down
This is how I feel whenever Im in town
Worldwide Im flexin |
Lyrics for this song have yet to be released. Please check back once the song has been released. |
G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit
Legends dont die, nigga
Legends dont ride
Legends dont cry, nigga
Legends dont ride
I aint gon accept the fact all of my niggas dyin
How am I gon accept the fact none of my niggas ridin
How can I expect the fact all of my niggas dryin
I still aint respect the fact all of my niggas dyin
Legends dont die, nigga
Legends dont ride
Legends dont cry, nigga
Legends dont ride |
Fuck you motherfuckers
I dont give a FUCK
I dont care who you are, or who the fuck you THINK you are nigga
This is Validation bitch
Yeah... lets go!
Brand new... cmon!!
Id like to welcome you to my world, my whole circle
My whole click, my whole life, my big story
The drugs, the women, the evil we go through
The money, the truth, the ghetto I owe you
Id like to welcome you to my world
My whole circle, my whole click, the whole story
The drugs, the women, the evil we go through
The money, the truth, the ghetto I owe you
Aiyyo its been a long time, so niggas welcome
I wont say a whack rhyme so dont expect one
Okay check one its the beginning
Of the end of most overdose that dont listen
I wont let you down, I wont go industry
I wont go out, you wont get a piece of me
Cause the verse is the worst, please hear me
Yo I can toast any coast, come get wit me
Run with me, its the new generation of gritty
All filthy, the shit is all sickly
I represent BX so you can come check me
The hood rep me, the underground respect me
The new movement, millionsll feel me
The kids will swallow, the hood will follow
This is the picture, the movie, the epic
The big production in trilogy, go get it
All this cash yall niggas sayin yall got
Ill kill you if you show me, stay low-kid on Adidas and jewels
From a O.G., Im a cool nigga
But dont think I wont stunt on you, cut the roof off the 6
Come through your strip and front on you
My G have hoes that hardly know me
Wantin to blow me and niggas who know me who owe me
Know not to rock they Roleys, they be sayin 50 son
He be on that funny shit, nah for real
I kill yall niggas on some get this money shit, see its simple
My comin was rough not gentle, my flowll fuck witcha mental
My hookll fuck up your dental, its the shit I done been through
Heard I almost wrapped a 911 rental into a Lincoln Continental
On the Grand Central gettin head, from this bad-ass oriental
Never dissed a nigga accidental
Shit if I did it I meant to its tooooo hot
Tooooo hot, niggas runnin around here bustin they Glocks
Police goin crazy respondin to shots
Got niggas in stolen cars runnin from cops
Yo, yo, you gotta love it baby
Episode two, bella gangsta |
Lyrics for this song have yet to be released. Please check back once the song has been released. |
DAMN!
They still with us!
Call me! Oh! Oh!
How you gonna do this? Bring it down!
G-Unit Buck DJ Whoo Kid:
Look! I need no introduction everybody.
Heard of 50 Cent,
And heard of G-Unit,
Im not high-tech and Im not - Kwadi!
You see me in the club, Buck:
You better tell the bouncers to treat me special, Im somebody.
Cause I get on that Jet,
In 5 minutes flat
Niggasll come back, shoot up your party.
If I dont have fun,
Nobody havin none
Im tryin to holla at ya, come here - SHOORTY!
Shout out to my nigga
Buck!
My niggas from New Orleans, wodie.
If we on the same stage, YEAH!
When you see me on the page YEAH!
You gonna throw your hands up, and you gonna applaud me. NONE STOP!
You know how I get
Im still on that bullshit. Bitch shoot-out! COME ON!
G-Unit 50 Cent Buck DJ Whoo Kid
You aint got to like me, thats cool!
I DONT GIVE A Clowny time aint gonna PUT ME IN A BIGGER TRUCK!
Fuck kids! It FUCK! aint my turn to be stressed
A bitch worse nightmares a paternity test. Whooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!
Im too young to be faithful YEAH!
If money, means love, I hate you!
I only trick on the first of
Holla at me, if you thugged out shorty ready to fight you
Dice, roll a blunt, and pull the Snub out for me
And if your not dont even
Yeah!
Aight yall! |
Im on a hard bench, tryna sleep in a holding pen
Man, how the fuck did I get here again?
First thing in a morning, it‘s the fuck shit
They called the case, I got confronted by a tough snitch
He told me do it, 1 click, you aint tell me to do it
You aint a shooter, you a shermhead, you fuckin loser
I fly a kite, my little man cut his sister up
He loves his bitch, you snatch her, hell start switching up
Im cool, I just wait ‘til my next court date
I bet he catch amnesia, then do this shit at leisure
Surrounded by Bloods, Crips, Kings, and Ñetas
Gemstars open niggas up like barettas
Im tryna be easy
But every now and then I gotta put it in, please believe me
You get to looking at me strange, Im prepared Jack
A buck fifty, keep the change you can wear that
This is murder this is not music
I had your style 10 years ago
I just didnt use it
You niggas forgot how I do it
Well I do it like there nothin to it
Same night from the Vibe awards
Still with me looking for some new spinal cords
Fuck your life and see the mind of yours
Concrete floors, I still feel like Im behind them doors
I want war
Im Read up for Teed up
Im getting fast money but I need to speed up
These Niggas kicking their feet up, just smoking their weed up
Well Ima creep up with my heat up and make em freeze up
Hold up Buck, ease up
Put some bodies in a box from Maserati fox
New York when I get there I need to hear a lot of shots
A couple chickens on a video vixen,send her on a mission and one cent better not be missing
I dont listen, Im hard headed
Just one but you all get it my niggers all breaded its crum just to beat the case
I see death when I see your face
And even at this pace ima still lead the race
This Buck
This is murder this is not music
I had the style 10 years ago
I just didnt use it
You niggas forgot how I do it
Well I do it like there nothin to it
This is Music, This is not Murder
Im Cookin crack up on the track just so i can serve yah
Im YobyDren from DeadSea the Cliq you Probably heard of
Put any beat in front of me and ill Murder
With my Microphone as my Desert Eagle
This shit should Just be Illegal
Haters talk..Cant hear Em Voice is Smaller than ah Beetle
Layin bars Sharper than some Hollow Tips
My words My Ammo excuse me while i load this Clip
When my lyrics hit your heart it tears your mind apart
This aint Bullshit Rap homie im speakin Art
This music shit im very passionate, this shit is not an accident
Im drawn to this Hip-Hop Game just like ah Magnet
You gotta have ah Open Mind so yall can feel my rhymes
You dont have ah Open Mind then im just waistin My Time
This Is Hip-Hop Dpnt You Disrespect It
Or Well Leave your life lookin like the inside of An Unbought Casket Bitch
This is murder this is not music
I had the style 10 years ago
I just didnt use it
You niggas forgot how I do it
Well I do it like there nothin to it
Yeah, all Imma do is this. Imma keep countin money
I dont give a fuck if it make you sick to see a nigga win
Imma make you watch me win over and over again
You already know what it is with me motherfucker
This shit, goddamn it, you motherfuckers is making me lose count man
Gotta start this shit over, Im licking my fingers
Im gettin... I got 100 d-dollar bills, for real nigga
All Imma do is this man
You hear that sound in the background?
Imma do this shit till my thumb get tired
Imma take a break when I get past your momma house nigga
When I count more than your momma house
Imma take a break. Go get a new stack
Hand me that money over there
What we gon do? All year long
Its back to 50, you already know
Get the money, and shut the fuck up
Watch me do what Im doin, cause niggas cant stop nothin that Im doin
Right after you get in the way
We gon start shooting again like its nothing changed
We went through that whole
Kumbaya my lord - lets be friends by the fire
Its over nigga
Back to the script, you know how this shit go
How much is that? Oooh, if you could see me right now
I got a alligator on nigga!
You, you think it should go different? See thats where you go wrong
When you think... Who the fuck asked you to think nigga!?
Now you stick to writing comments and tweeting
And your hashtags and...
You know what the fuck you do nigga
Let me do what I do |
Eğer ortada bir hasımlık varsa silahı çek ve şarjörü boşalt
Dram gerçekten benim için hiçbir anlam ifade etmiyor
Sürüşe geçer ve beynini uçururum
Zenciler silahlarını çekip üzerine çullandıklarında, silahını çekmek için vakit yok
Bunu durdurabilmenin bir yolu yok
Ne yapmam gerekirse onu yaparım, eğer yakalanırsam bu umrumda olmaz
DA bu amına koyduğum kaydını mahkemede çalabilir
Öldürürüm seni
Şakam yok, dediğime kulak ver, dostum, şakam yok
Savunmasızken yakalar öldürürüm seni
Şakam yok, dediğime kulak ver, dostum, şakam yok
Siktiğim kafatasın patlatılana kadar şeker olduğumu düşünmeye devam et
Ve beynin yerinden fırlar kutudaki Jack gibi
Mahallede yaz vakti öldürme sezonudur
Bu sürtüğün ateşli olması yeterince iyi bir sebep
Kanamaya başladıklarında gangsterlerin dindarlaştığını gördüm
Tanrım, İsa yardım et bana. diyorlar çünkü kan götlerinden sızıyor
Camlar açılıp A.K47 dışarı çıktığında
Mermin tükenene dek silahına sarılabilirsin
Ve desteğine koşabilirsin
Fakat bu makineli tüfek mermileri desteğini paramparça edecek
Tanrı senin tarafında he? Benim için hava hoş
Çünkü bu şarjörleri tekrardan doldurup hemen döneceğiz
Bu gerçek, dostum, bana karşıysan boku yedin demektir
Silahı bir hışımla çekerim, eğer kaçınabilirsen bil ki Bayan Şanstan daha şanslısın
Bak zenci, güvende olduğunu düşünme mahalleden taşındın diye
Çünkü annen hala buralarda ve bu hiç iyi değil ahbap
Akıllı olsaydın sözde taşaklı olduğuna beni ikna edebilirdin
Seni aramaktan yorulduğumdan
Annenin evini tarayıp beni aramana izin vereceğim
Eğer ortada bir hasımlık varsa silahı çek ve şarjörü boşalt
Dram gerçekten benim için hiçbir anlam ifade etmiyor
Sürüşe geçer ve beynini uçururum
Zenciler silahlarını çekip üzerine çullandıklarında, silahını çekmek için vakit yok
Bunu durdurabilmenin bir yolu yok
Ne yapmam gerekirse onu yaparım, eğer yakalanırsam bu umrumda olmaz
DA bu amına koyduğum kaydını mahkemede çalabilir
Öldürürüm seni
Şakam yok, dediğime kulak ver, dostum, şakam yok
Savunmasızken yakalar öldürürüm seni
Şakam yok, dediğime kulak ver, dostum, şakam yok
Kalbim senin için kanıyor zenci, sana ulaşmak için bekleyemem
Gözlerindeki o ışıltının ardında içindeki sürtüğü görebiliyorum
Sokak ağzını bilirsin zenci
Bu yüzden ne beyaz bayraklar ne de barış müzakereleri olacak
Sırtımı rüzgara verdim
Güneş yanıp sönene dek bu yoldayım
Eğer ölürsem bugün, iyi bir hayat sürdüm
İçinde bulunduğum çatışmaları gör, kendi başımayım
Mahsur kaldım kendi başıma tüm bu uğraşlar içinde
Kendimi bir milyoner yaptım, kendi başıma
Şimdi olay değişti amına koyduğum, biraz yardım kiralayabilirim
Mahalleye koyduğun 50 bin dolarla ilgili duyumlar aldım
Fakat tetikçin vurulmak konusunda endişeli ve bu onun için hiç iyi olmaz
Acının tanımı yaparım bir tabanca ile
Eğer hayatta kalsan dahi yine de kemiklerin yağmur yağdığında sızlıyor olacak
Oh yoksa savaşgemisi oynamakta üstüne yok mu? Peki ama bu aynı şey değil
Küçük dostum bu tamamiyle farklı çeşit bir savaş oyunu
Eziklerin ya kelepçe ve amına koyduğum zincirleriyle
Ya da caddelerde beyinleri akar vaziyette yatarak yolun sonuna geldiklerini görüyorum
Eğer ortada bir hasımlık varsa silahı çek ve şarjörü boşalt
Dram gerçekten benim için hiçbir anlam ifade etmiyor
Sürüşe geçer ve beynini uçururum
Zenciler silahlarını çekip üzerine çullandıklarında, silahını çekmek için vakit yok
Bunu durdurabilmenin bir yolu yok
Ne yapmam gerekirse onu yaparım, eğer yakalanırsam bu umrumda olmaz
DA bu amına koyduğum kaydını mahkemede çalabilir
Öldürürüm seni
Şakam yok, dediğime kulak ver, dostum, şakam yok
Savunmasızken yakalar öldürürüm seni
Şakam yok, dediğime kulak ver, dostum, şakam yok
Yumruk kavgasından sonra kurşunlar konuşur dostum ve beni en iyi şekilde göreceksin
Eğer vurulmak istemiyorsan sana tavsiyem sabrımı sınama
Yaptığım her yanlışla Tanrı beni kutsamaya devam ediyor
Rap yapmaktan çekiniyorsun çünkü tarif Dr. Drede
Evet, ha ha, hey Dre
Bu amına koyduğum şeyinde bana gerçek bir kurşun geçirmez olduğumu hissettiriyorsun
Çünkü amına koyuduğum Mercedesimdeki camlar kurşun geçirmez zenci
Çünkü amına koyduğum yeleğim kurşun geçirmez zenci
Çünkü amına koyduğum şapkam kurşun geçirmez zenci
Doc vurulursam sarsıntı geçirebiliceğimi söyledi
Fakat kafada bir delik açılmasından daha iyidir değil mi zenci? |
Business
Whats up niggas, yeah
You niggas know I aint going nowhere
I am the hood
Only time you niggas gon see me
Is when Im gon get my motherfuck money on niga
But Ill be back, hold up niga
Young buck lets go
Buck Marley nigga tell me where the weed at
I pop a nigga tonight then listen for the feedback
You see who did it but I bet you keep your mouth closed
I dont know about yall but thats how the dirty south go
Check your rear view and please lock your front doors
Niggas like me we be all in your household
While your out cold niggas in your stashbox
Tryin to play that hero role and get that ass popped
Thе devil made me do it now Im scrеamin
Tryin to beat this case and its so hard
Preparing myself to go against the next man
Loading up with my right and shooting with my left hand |
It hurts...
G-G-G-G-G-G-UNIT!
I warned you, told you not to push me, pussy
See what happens when you push me, pussy
I warned you, told you not to fuck around
But you never listen, so you go ahead and fuck around!
I warned you, told you not to push me, pussy
See what happens when you push me, pussy
I warned you, told you not to fuck around
But you never listen, so you go ahead and fuck around!
I told yall I crush em, I crushed them, it’s nothing
I destroy him and any motherfucker they lovin
Got my thinking cap on, now Im sharp as a blade
Dont believe me you sit there and watch me get paid
New game, homie, my next move is always my best move
Stricktigic, I show you motherfucker’s my chess move
Believe it, Im not that rapper nigga you used to
That hammer hit that shell that hollow tip will go threw you
Contact hop, smoke from the cronic got me fellin damonic
Shoot one in the head for any nigga that want it
I prepare for the worst and wish for the best
40 Cali on my hip, teflon on my chest
It’s toughful math, niggas get blast, D’s canning it up
Feel the crime scene playin DA, mad as fuck
Hit my voice em on the wire tap, now you can get me like that
So called investigation, just was time wasted
You call me Palli, call me son, call me don dotta
50, I break em off proper!
I warned you, told you not to push me, pussy
See what happens when you push me, pussy
I warned you, told you not to fuck around
But you never listen, so you go ahead and fuck around!
I warned you, told you not to push me, pussy
See what happens when you push me, pussy
I warned you, told you not to fuck around
But you never listen, so you go ahead and fuck around!
to Doctor, I am the Aftermath roster
And its till niggas retired me
Im riddin G
I warned you, told you not to push me, pussy
See what happens when you push me, pussy
I warned you, told you not to fuck around
But you never listen, so you go ahead and fuck around!
I warned you, told you not to push me, pussy
See what happens when you push me, pussy
I warned you, told you not to fuck around
But you never listen, so you go ahead and fuck around! |
Ayo whats up, yo this the kid 50 Cent man
It’s time to get high man, I need the blunt res, I need somethin
Man, Im finna roll this shit in newspaper
I don’t give a fuck nigga
Cant forget Shadyville Queens
Bigg Snoop Dogg, live and direct
Please believe it when I tell you this
Shadyville Queens is in the muthafucka
Every time you see me I be blowin good dope
Im always known for having nothin but the endo
Every time you see me I be blowin good dope
Im always known for having nothin but the endo
Every time you see me I be blowin’ good dope
I’m always known for having nothin but the endo
So if you see me in your hood tryna lay low
I’m more than likely, Im just tryna buy a bag of endo
Ayo, anybody got a lighter? |
GGGG-G-UNIT!
We goin do this over as we proceed to give you what you need
We sending this out to all the ladies all over the world
All the ladies all over the world
All my sexy mamas come on
Come on a come on now
As we proceed to give you what you need
You know I like it when your body goes
Bump bump bump
G-UNIT!
Bad boy, B2K, dont stop ahh
{50 Cent}
She aint that chick from the burbs thats a stranger to drama
She that Uptown Girl with the cock persona
Went out her way to let her know that I want her
I told her I - know fo sho we belong together
And I wouldnt break her heart, my intentions are better
And I, shared the same dreams she had about cheddar
When the Ds came she was down to hold the baretta
I got a thing for babygirls, me and her against the world
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I like your little sexy style
Love it when you getting wild
Girl in the club with me
Girl, you need to be in magazines
Wear a crown on your head cause youre a ghetto queen
Like bling bling bling
The way you shaking that sexy
Your body shaped like an hour glass
Baby we need to spend some time
I wanna get you to myself
Me and nobody else
And do the things we do
Baby there is something that I need from you
}
Baby turn around and let me see that sexy body go
Bump, bump, bump
(That is all I want to see
Baby show me, show me)
Baby turn around
And let me see that sexy body go
Bump, bump, bump
(The way youre throwing that thing at me
I cant take it, baby)
I love the way youre teasing me
Gonna have to stop pleasing me
While were on this floor
Youre kicking it round and round
I love the way you put it down
Youre making me scream for more
Put your 2-way next to mine
Baby hit me anytime
You and me behind closed doors
Youre about to be my main squeeze
Take trips, cop shiny things
Girl just come with me
Now, mama, go ahead do the damn thing
Baby turn around and let me see that sexy body go
Bump, bump, bump
(That is all I want to see
Baby show me, show me)
Baby turn around
And let me see that sexy body go
Bump, bump, bump
(The way youre throwing that thing at me
I cant take it, baby)
I can take it
{Vesre 3: 50 Cent}
Youre sunshine, your smile make my day
Its simple - your dimple your eyes
Your lips, your thighs, got me hypnotized
Communications deep, I love it when we talk
Hate it when you leave but when you leave I love to watch you walk
You make a nigga forget about a life full of drama
She got expensive taste, she get it from her momma
Materialistic; still a nigga want her
Consistantly missin her touch when she gone, uhh
She smell like Chanel, she feelin me and I can tell
With the right woman by my side I feel like I cant fail
Ive been around been up and down my attitude is fuckin ass
She a rider, Im in heaven when Im inside her
Workin up a sweat, kissin on her neck, 12 Play in the deck
Foplay correct, have her drippin wet
She looked in my eyes and say she like it but I know she love it
I just keep doin what Im doin and think nuttin of it
Baby turn around and let me see that sexy body go
Bump, bump, bump
(That is all I want to see
Baby show me, show me)
Baby turn around
And let me see that sexy body go
Bump, bump, bump
(The way youre throwing that thing at me
I cant take it, baby)
50 Cent, G-g-g-g-G-Unit
Baby turn around
And let me see that sexy body go
Bump bump bump 50 Cent
That is all i want to see
Baby show me
Baby turn around
And let me see that sexy body go
Bump bump bump
(The way youre throwing that thing at me
I cant take it, baby) |
Do I, do I, do I, do I, do I, do I, do I sound crazy?
She aint the same girl she was when she was 16
She want her tummy tuck, she want her breast reduc
She aint sexy, but she like to fuck
She give head now, she coming through my whole block
She deapthroat , she swallo your whole cock
The bitch is a pro
Damb I love that ho |
People gon talk, thats what they do
When you on top, they gon hate on you
But I cant stop Im a keep doin me
And Im a go hard cause I wanna be the
Talk of the town
Talk of the town
Talk of the town
I knew one day that I will be the
Talk of the town
Talk of the town
Talk of the town
I knew one day that I will be the
Talk of the town
To be the talk of the town
You gotta walk that walk
And you gotta stay down, stay down nigga
On the head, all the sodium
Im at bay reach on the low
Gonna have it now
What the fuck is going on
Ground me bitch
Im the king of boy home
I thought I told you let me show you what the dice at
Let me role it, live
Im a addicted to the money, I have money I get money
Do you hear me, ey
Yeah bitch, Im shawty Lo if you didnt know
Im down with fifty, can you feel me
Let me hear you say this shit
People gon talk, thats what they do
When you on top, they gon hate on you
But I cant stop Im a keep doin me
And Im a go hard cause I wanna be the
I knew one day that I will be the
Talk of the town
Talk of the town
Talk of the town
I knew one day that I will be the
Talk of the town
Im the ninety vet, Im the sinner attraction
Everytime I come around and slice camera action
Im the talk of the town and when they talk about it
Getting more bread, I mean more bread
I love this girl in this dream about a chocolate beam
I mean like everywhere I go a nigga cause a scene
I let the hater keep breathing
I watch him when I keep winning
I think Im meant to be on top from the beginning
That nigga wise the shine, time after time
You didnt know where up her gas or pop an arm
No joke front this low flow
So dont Im a stay paid
I just fight with the guns, I let you move an ounce
What you have in your head, its the dope boy sound
Gotta handle the habit, that money I gotta have it
So I be bouncing the heart, yes I be the F
Stand tough and you lovin me
You be humming bird, cant fuck with the style that I got
Go ahead, press the one play it one more time
50 Cent damn Im hot
x2
People gon talk, thats what they do
When you on top, they gon hate on you
But I cant stop Im a keep doin me
And Im a go hard cause I wanna be the
Talk of the town
Talk of the town
Talk of the town
I knew one day that I will be the
Talk of the town
Talk of the town
Talk of the town
I knew one day that I will be the |
THIS SONG IS ABOUT STAYING TRUE TO ONES SELF |
Thats how it is, you know
Everythings good till it starts to go bad
And then it just gets worse, and it gets worse, and it gets worse
I guess thats just Hip-Hip
Yeah
Yeah niggas
Niggas be frontin man
G-Unit in this motherfucker
Told niggas man Im cool, calm, and collected man
Ayo 50, ayo this nigga barely breathing, nigga!
I say the word, nigga blow im!
x2
It wont be long fore you dead
You wanna run your mouth crazy, talk about me
Nigga I come for your head
And leave your monkey ass laid out in the street
I hit your heart you dead
I squeeze till the semi run out
Niggas who know me good in my hood call me a dumb out
Im the nigga in the hooptie with my hat down low
Cant tell that this a hit until the MAC-10 blow
I got 32 shots, I aint got to aim
Ill wave this bitch in your direction mayne
Beams, clips, and grips, its a sticky situation
Adrenaline rush, I squeeze, my heart start pacing
Ayo 50 let me Mossberg pump and put some bricks in his pocket
Push him off the Manhattan bridge while you watchin
We spit in his bitch face and pissed on his grave
This is the way that Guerillas behave
When you let em out the cage, Im military raised
And Im not the only one, we all carry Ks
I dont fuck with them niggas, they got scary ways
Shots ringin, niggas start singin like Mary J
If you can
Hol on, nigga, hol on
Seems like an ambulance always takes so long when youre hit
It wont be long fore you dead
Desert Eagle, .50 caliber, it came with a silencer
I beat another case,
Brooklyn showed me how to put a razor in my mouth
Queens niggas do it too, I had to bring it to the south
Now I aint gon give you this gun if you playin
And you might want to hold this bitch with two hands
Im a marksman, I can hit ya right where ya stand
While you on the ground layin, your momma right there prayin
I put the fifth to your head, your white T turn red
Nigga now give the bread, Ill fill your ass with lead
Put a hole in ya wig, with the SIG, ya dig?
Shouldnt fuck with the kid — I dont play that shit
Its all part of the game, man the game aint fair
The trigger gots no heart, nigga my gun dont care
The hammer hit that shell, homie you see that flare
Your life start to flash, your dead, nigga who cares?
If you can
Hol on, nigga, hol on
Seems like an ambulance always takes so long when youre hit
It wont be long fore you dead
Me and my bitch: We break up, we make up; see Jacob for the stones
We kicked up, thats whats up, cause Im out with the chrome
You fuck up, you get bucked, Buckll get ya
Push a knife through your chest, boy I aint fuckin with ya
50, let me see your Glock for a minute,
If its blood on the barrel, homie take care o that
Yayo pick me up, and dont be late
I need to try and buy some shells for this old .38
The Units my gang, my set, my MAC, my TEC
My protection, my family; do you understand me?
My knife, my gun, my wife, my son
My love, my niggas, my stacks, them figures
We got lives to take, we got wives to rape
I had to cut the grass down just to find the snake
Everytime I mate, everytime they hate
I got a bad temper nigga, just rewind the tape
If you can
Hol on, nigga, hol on
Seems like an ambulance always takes so long when youre hit
It wont be long fore you dead |
Next and 50
Next and 50
Next and 50
Next and 50
Yo, yo my imagination is more vivid than life
Playboy November issue page three was my wife
I aint never had a problem with going for dough
I did a Jordan in the box I grew it myself
I go up and down like a merry go round
Visions of some...splash
I touch on myself when aint no shorties to touch me
After this joint half the hood gon want to fuck me
I can imagine youre here
In your Vicky panties and brassier yeah
Its like your sexy moans I hear
Got a player gettin wet down there, I swear
I close my eyes and when you appear
Me on top you on top even from the rear yeah
Call in sick to work
Cant get worse, damn Im a jerk
1 -
Im all alone and Im trippin my girl
I keep on missin
Got me fiendin for the kitten
I call but she dont listen
I make the decision to handle my own business
Back and forth with the rhythm
Till I make the jizm
Im a jerk
I e-mailed you, tried the cell too
Tried to contact you
But I failed too
Pants swelled too
What should I do?
Touch myself?
When I thought about you
Yo, yo at the end of the road
Home sick than being sick of home
Id rather have a short to help me
Then do it on my own
Check me out Id rather beat my own dick than trick
Thats a quote from BIG I take it back ya dig?
I play the block to get my work off
Ds come I murk off
Do a bid for rape fuck that Id rather jerk off
Listen times money so Im only into quickies
Im not a pretty boy so I aint never been picky
I make it real easy for you to bop to this
Man I pop the Cris and I rock the wrist
New CL 500 Imma cop this shit
It only come hard top so Imma chop this shit
Ballers they dont chase chicks they chase chips
Champagne you take sips they guzzle the shit
Only a selected few can rock to this
Kaygee, 50 Cent, Next, ya stoppin this?
Repeat 1
Loving me like me
Especially when wife be acting funny
Cause it dont need for no money
And it can be so lovely
Take your hand and aim to please
Dont drip a drip on your Dungarees
Take a towel and cover your jeans
Move it back and forth till you see babies
Repeat 1
Im a jerk, if your a jerk
How do it work?
Show me how you move it back and forth now baby
For the guys and the girls
Move it all around now work, oh yeah |
February 20, 2014
50 Cent announced today that he has signed an exclusive worldwide distribution and services agreement with Caroline/Capitol/UMG. The superstar recording artist transitions to independent status after a successful twelve years at Shady/Aftermath/Interscope, during which time he sold more than 30 million albums. 50 Cents highly successful catalog, including Get Rich or Die Tryin, The Massacre, Curtis and Before I Self Destruct, will continue to be marketed and released by Shady/Aftermath/Interscope
The artists first album under the new agreement will be Animal Ambition, scheduled for release on June 3rd. Album pre-orders will begin on March 18th and fans will immediately receive two instant gratification tracks and the corresponding videos will premiere online. An additional song and video will launch each week leading up to the albums release
50 Cent commented:
I have had great success to date with Shady/Aftermath/Interscope and Id like to thank Eminem and Dr. Dre for giving me an incredible opportunity. Ive learned so much from them through the years. I am excited to enter this new era where I can carry out my creative vision |
Code of the street, If I dont eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I dont eat, nobody eat, cause its beef
If I dont eat, fuck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I dont eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I dont eat, nobody eat, cause its beef
If I dont eat, fuck that, nobody eat
My flow will fuck with your mental, my hooka fuck up your dentle
the shit
9 11 wrental to a Linkin contenental
On the grand central, getting head from this badass oriental
Never diss a nigga accidental
Shit if I did it I meant to
Code of the street, If I dont eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I dont eat, nobody eat, cause its beef
If I dont eat, fuck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I dont eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I dont eat, nobody eat, cause its beef
If I dont eat, fuck that, nobody eat
Right now Im on top, but if I ever hit rock, still make shit hot
In your spot, use the Glock, moving the M Move or you get shot, give me everything you got
Man, even my gold teath?, nigga, you think not?
This rap shit I got it locked, paper I need a lot
Safe to say, in the future, they see me with a yacht
I dont but I let my bitch front in my drop
Theres a dice game and Im hurting, Im taking the pot
If I get caught without my Glock, Im going to
be right back on the block
Look at Billboard, find my name, find my dot
cause everything I spit be hot
Imma keep going and flowing until you niggas scream stop
Code of the street, If I dont eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I dont eat, nobody eat, cause its beef
If I dont eat, fuck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I dont eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I dont eat, nobody eat, cause its beef
If I dont eat, fuck that, nobody eat
Scarlett fever, con diva
Slick bitch quick to leave ya
Deceive ya and cop weight to indonesia
but you aint no threat to a bitch like me
You could ice me, but step on my toes ever so slightly
And Imma scorch yo punk ass
In a 9
Young bitch imortal, cant get a morcal
Im bout to set sail
Fuck waiting to exhale, Im on the block for the next sale
Why you swaring you rhyme hot? Cause you got it locked like Comstock?
You bout to get robbed, so put the money back on your block
Them Glocks they blasting,
, niggas like you gotta get blasted
Takeover hostile,
Next time we find your ass, you gon be a fosel
, picture leaving me in the gutter
Its off with your moms head cutter
Your style is butter, yeah but my shit is like no other
Wont hesitate to cut ya, if you not on my team I dont trust ya
Code of the street, If I dont eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I dont eat, nobody eat, cause its beef
If I dont eat, fuck that, nobody eat
Code of the street, If I dont eat, nobody eat
I repeat, if I dont eat, nobody eat, cause its beef
If I dont eat, fuck that, nobody eat |
Lyrics for this song have yet to be released. Please check back once the song has been released. |
Im on a hard bench trying to sleep in the holding pen
Man, how the fuck did I get here again?
First thing in a morning, it‘s the fuck shit
They called the case, I got confronted by a tough snitch
You told me do it, dont act like you aint told me do it
You aint a shooter, you a shermhead, you fucking loser
I fly the kite, my little manll cut his sister up
He loves his bitch, you snatch her hell start switching up
Im cool, I just wait ‘til my next court date
I better catch amnesia then do this shit at leisure
Surrounded by Bloods, Crips, Kings, and Ñetas
Gemstars open niggas up like Berettas
Im trying to be easy
But every now and then I gotta put it in, please believe me
You get to looking at me strange, Im prepared, Jack
A buck fifty, keep the change, you can wear that
This is murder, this is not music
I had your style 10 years ago, I just didnt use it
You niggas forgot how I do it
Well, I do it like theres nothing to it
Im tryna come up they want me to lose again
I aint confused flashback im on my moves again
Situations get ugly you can see the real friends
Stab you in the back whilst you stuck in the pen
Diabolical i’m satans angel with the weapon
You want me to be the bad guy i guess i am then
No point doing good when i got a black heart
Well i guess im gonna use the shells of the mac as darts
Sincere life is not clear from the start
Call me the paper boy chasing dreams god plz dont tear em apart
Have i got there or am i there yet i say that i should believe
No one loves you they figure out you were there all along when they grief
I separated as a child called myself an outcast because of my teeth, I knew i was sharp a different species predator on the gully streets
Happiness suppose to surround you not when youre walking in my feet, I’m still striving for success i want to achieve until i reach defeat
Get at me uh |
Lyrics for this song have yet to be released. Please check back once the song has been released. |
Niggas know wassup when it come to me
The highest ever flyest ever bitch Im third degree
And when you see me I be right where Im suppose be
At the top spot aint nobody close to me x2
I walk around like Im the King Of New York
Bitch its As-Salaam-Alaikum, I dont fuck with the pork
Niggas think they competition fuck around and get torched
I done did a lot of shit and I aint never get caught
Im a 1 of 1 nigga I can never be bought
Man this bitch go fast when I put it in sport
Man its quick fast like Im Dame Dash wit that big bag
Niggas big mad take that Im the shit fam
City cutthroat all these niggas do is sell hope
I just sell dope got you stuck like its velcro
Masturbation flow, only fuckin with myself tho
Its lonely at the top, rather that than be fuckin broke
Get rich or die tryin, Id be lyin if I said I did
Like Im celibate cuz nobody fuckin with the kid
Push full throttle thats my mothafuckin motto
And I always been a leader never settle never follow, biacchh
Im ill nigga, I dont want my face on ya snapchat
I blackjack You could fuck around and get clapped at
No iPhone, No go pro no no
Footage of the bullshit when Im on go mode
My man dope spot got hit
Right now the strip club lit, by next week they gon feel that shit
You think Im old I think Im young and Im sexy
That young bitch could get it and her momma could check me
Niggas know the drill get to running when we drillin at em
M1 bitch blow the stock and knock the feeling out me
God type of nigga I moving around correctly
Why you think none of niggas will try and check me
Niggas pieces is hitting they paying half price
So if they eating, Im eating nigga Im that nice
Niggas know wassup when it come to me
The highest ever flyest ever bitch Im third degree
And when you see me I be right where Im suppose be
At the top spot aint nobody close to me x |
Asta nu e vreo piesa puerila a vreunui pustan
Care vrea sa dea bine la bloc, intre golani
Bag pula-n asta, nu am ars-o niciodata asa
Aici e sufletul meu in rime, e vorba de altceva
Am niste nume in cap, oricum n-o sa le spun
Ca mi-a dictat un film nebun, sa le adun
Pun, mana pe inima si zic cu atata drag:
Nu v-ati tras de cur vreodata? Nici eu nu ma trag!
Retine, ii consideri tovarasi pe cei cu care bei
Dar cati din ei ar sari noaptea din pat la trei
Spune, fara motiv doar ca nu ai somn
Esti sigur ca ar raspunde macar la telefon?
Fii sincer cu tine, pe mine oricum nu ma minti
E vorba de doar de tine si de ceea ce simti
Te-am citit dupa felul in care te-ai lasat patruns
N-ai zis nimic, si tacerea e un raspuns...
Indiferent c-o sa ai succes peste ani
O sa fiu langa tine sa te ajut sa numeri bani
Indiferent c-o sa pici la parnaie vreodata
O sa ai un tovaras sa te astepte la poarta
Indiferent ca-ti vine un copil neasteptat
O sa iau cariciorul sa ti-l plimb prin parc
Ma ai tovaras pe viata, ai fost atent?
Sunt langa tine pe viata, indiferent..
Da-mi voie sa ma contrazic, ma pis pe prieteni
Sunt atatia plecati de atata timp si n-au dat un semn
Da daca nu ar fi si din aia, n-as face diferenta
I-as judeca pe toti fara sa imi folosesc inteligenta
Eu am frati, oamenii in care imi pun baza
Nu bulangii de tovarasi care-mi vaneaza gaoaza
Vezi tu... e lucru mare sa dobandesti in timp
Oameni care te ajuta fara sa ceara ceva in schimb
Eu nu ma schimb, si n-o sa uit in veci
Cine ma aduna de pe trotuar cand eram terci
Cine statea langa mine la butoane transpirat
Pana cand ii placea cum suna ce am inregistrat
La mine nu se uita, da altii ar fi uitat
Cine i-a tinut de cap atunci cand au vomitat
Am fost binecuvantat sa va am, multumesc!
Va respect e prea putin, va iubesc!...
Indiferent c-o sa ai succes peste ani
O sa fiu langa tine sa te ajut sa numer bani
Indiferent c-o sa pici la parnaie vreodata
O sa ai un tovaras sa te astepte la poarta
Indiferent ca-ti vine un copil neasteptat
O sa iau cariciorul sa ti-l plimb prin parc
Ma ai tovaras pe viata, ai fost atent?
Sunt langa tine pe viata, indiferent..
Gunoaiele nu stiu, cred ca daca beau vreun sprit
Sau daca dau unui pusti terorizat un spit
Se leaga la rana unu cu celalalt
Fara sa gandeasca ca asta nu conteaza defapt
Zi de cate ori era sa o iei tu la gramada
Cand te-au prins bulangii beat singur pe strada
Da mai bine zi de cate ori ai scapat
Si-a lasat vreunul pentru tine pizda singur in pat?
Sau... cati te-au chemat in vizita din alt oras
Si neavand bani sa gasesti scuze ca un las
Iar ei din toate astea sa nu auda nimic
Sa-ti spuna:lasa dracului banii stii ce zic?
Posibil sa-ntelegi si posibil sa nu
Doar puneam in antiteza ce am eu si ce ai tu
Sunt curios de cum s-au nimerit aici la greu
Stiu, nu i-am ales eu, mi i-a ales dumnezeu...
Indiferent c-o sa ai succes peste ani
O sa fiu langa tine sa te ajut sa numeri bani
Indiferent c-o sa pici la parnaie vreodata
O sa ai un tovaras sa te astepte la poarta
Indiferent ca-ti vine un copil neasteptat
O sa iau cariciorul sa ti-l plimb prin parc
Ma ai tovaras pe viata, ai fost atent?
Sunt langa tine pe viata, indiferent.. |
Ladies this your song
From Miami to the Bay
Ladies this your song
Im calling out
All the girls in the club tonight, yeah
Put your hands in the air if you gon let a player cut
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
Bay Area!
From the front to the back, from the left to the right side, we worldwide
From the East to the West side, get it girl, thats right, lets ride
She aint gotta tell me she want it, she know I know that she with it
She moan and groan when I get it, she tell me lick it, I did it
Shes a sexy thing
Enough to make a nigga go crazy man, do crazy things
We get to talkin and touchin, we get to lickin and stickin
Now, now you know what we doing, when youre around and we missin
We go through perfect positions, we get it poppin, now listen
Too much pleasure to measure, she got the power to beat it
Make her wanna give it to me in that major way
Jack pot, jump shot, how a nigga fade away
I mean way away, I be on that elite shit
That HBK, heartbreak kid freak shit
Yeah I eat it
But much rather beat it
Dick your girl down, cause I know she really need it
Yeah I get her wet, Wetter then she ever been
Now she telling me that she gonna tell all her friends
Im like OK, Bring em all along
As long as I can stick my tongue in between her thong
Yeah Im nasty, I know you like it
Lick the bottom lip Baby girl you gonna bite it
Yeah I go deep, I love her from the back
Watch that back, Make her ass clap
Make the pussy squirt, Yeah I got stroke
Tell me where it hurts
Spread them legs little Mommy watch me work
Tell me what it is, Show me what it could be
Pussy on my lips, Juice Box tastes good to me
Put it on my tongue, Fill me on up
Put it in your gut, Tear the Pussy UP
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
Ima bout to call your bitch, cause shes scandalous
Im a pro with the wood, these niggas amateurs
Make her bust a few times when I come through
You can smoke a blunt and kick it like Kung Fu
Goin crazy on this pussy, on your nut too
You done got 3 or 4, Im tryna nut too
She talk that shit she got a awful mouth
Nigga hit her one time at the waffle house
Right up in the IHOP
But it definitely wasnt my spot
Look at all these bitches, where the bad ones at?
You know I hate a mad ho, where the glad ones at?
Im tryna dick some women when the club close
Look at Jizzle, got the phantom full of club hoes
Yeah, Jizzle in his baseball cap
Bout to beat the pussy up, nigga baseball bat
Beat that pussy up, jab, jab, right hook
Send her home to her man, let em watch The Notebook
Shorty wanna hang, Im a coat hook
Split that thing down the middle of the roll up
Shown up, Gucci down to the shoe lace
Hundred carats in the chain, no fugaise
Hoes still sweat a nigga on a cool day
Them other sucker niggas fake as April Fools Day
And a rich nigga gotta pay, thats what you say
I got bitches from the bay to the UK
Thick with it, pussy sweet like Kool-Aid
Run abroad, then I let her bust two straight
No suitcase on the PJ runway
Me plus two, thats a G4 three way
I give her man a hard time
He gotta soft six and I gotta hard nine
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
Aw shorty, gonna throw it so deep it touch your spine
Ooh mama, dont be afraid to let me play with your mind
You know what Im talking bout, in the bedroom or the couch
Ima have you screaming out
So baby, gon take that thing
To the house like a football game
Tattoo your back like a jersey
All you gonna see is my name
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah
I beat it, beat it up, up, up, up, up..., yeah |
I came to bring you that California love
And a lil New York hatin its all of the above
Im not playin Im sayin Im off the chain
You niggas better follow the instructions
I said get up!
I ball till I fall
I stunt till I drop
Im off the show room floor
Not the used car lot
You buy a bottle
I buy the bar
I make every other week feel like Mardi Gras
When I get in to it
I get in to it
Everybody cant do it the way I do it
I make it rain, rain
Till the sun come out
A nigga playin, playin
We make the guns come out
Now, my question is
Who they gonna blame
When Im back number one on the Billboard again
Shit, shift now the game done change
Since Mike made Thriller and Prince made Purple Rain
I guess I make the kids wanna slang
And NWA made the West Coast bang
Nah its just music, man its just music
Now get your ass on the dance floor and move it
I have the savoir faire
Im the reason everybody here
I say get up!
I make it hot, I make it hot in here
Your feet hurtin I really care
I said get up!
I want to see you, I want to see you move
And get all into the groove
I said get up!
Im getting money man I really dont care
Let me see you put your hands up in the air
I said get up!
Girl, you look good
I want to get to know you better
You look good in them jeans
And them red stilettos
You got a Bentley
Coupe booty baby
I want to drive
See I tell you what mileage is
When Im inside
Ima take you for a spin
You know round and round
Switch gears till your love come down
I take you to the point of no return
If you listen you learn
Just how a nigga earn
I got money to burn
While the Gap Band play
She dropped the bomb on me
Its up and down
And up and down
Gracefully
Rick James would have said she a brick house
Or Fifty you should go home to see
What that bitch bout
I found out she like it how I like it, huh
Back it up get cha some
I know how to get you sprung
Tune you up use your tongue
Under the hood its so good
She said its so good
Goddamn Im so hood |
Clicky Clang Clicky Clang
The money goes into my piggy bank
Clicky yo shout out Lloyd Banks
This is New York Bitch
I could ask you?
Rap until your face gon
This little pussy hurt him arm throwin some baseballs
He a rapper now? I pact the crowd with some killer that be acting wild
You jack my style? it come back around
Pent House, my place sick
Your ph is basic
Face it you dont rap like this
When I type shit you like this
Fight this unless you righteous
You know you nicest when you the rapper for the white kids and Isis
You dont work like this
Twerk my dick then dismiss
Cuz this the night shift bitch this is the life
You made it first but you not paid
Rappers want a verse for verse well this aint scott trade
Feelin like Lincoln Dred Scott decision
Sitting on top they plot but wont stop the vision
Why I smile ear to ear?
Scott is king
Whats clear is clear
My ride remote start designed the most art since Mozart
You aint gotta tell me that Im so smart
Reminiscing bout the past when Id finish last sipping Guinness Draft
Now even if she dick Im in her Ass
My flow concern em like the foe of Joe Paterno
No Jerry Sandusky but very few trust me
Uh forget the rock that I got
Im still Im still Scott from the block
Mpan buncha actors and wangstas
Gabors take action we gangsta
Remember that |
50CENT!
Man Im up in here do my thang,
Its crazy in the club when Im in there mayne.
Trust me homie Im not playin {HALLOWEEN HAVOC!}
Now get on the dance floor off the chain. - I say: GET UP! {COME ON!}
I came to bring me that California Love
And a lil New York hatin, its all of the above
Im not playin, Im sayin Im off the chain {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
You niggas better follow the instructions. - I said: GET UP! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
I ball till I fall - I stunt till I drop
Im off the show room floor, not the used car lot
You buy a bottle! - I buy the bar!
I make every other week feel like Mardi Gras
When I get in to it, I get iiiin to it
Everybody cant do it the way I do it. {LETS GO! }
I make it rain , till the sun come out
A nigga playin , we make the Gunz Come Out {DAMN!}
Noow - my question is who they gonna blame
When Im back number one on the Billboard again?
Shit, shift now the game done change
Since Mike made Thriller and Prince made Purple Rain.
I guess I make the kids wanna slang
And N.W.A made the WestCoast bang
Nah, its just music! - Man, its just music!
Now get your ass on the dance floor and move it! {COME ON!}
I have the South warfare
Im the reason everybody here
I say: GET UP!
I make it hot, I make it hot in here
Your feet hurtin {CANT FORGET... } I really dont care
I said: GET UP! {LIGHT THE BARBER!}
I want to see yo, I want to see you move
And get all into the groove,
I said: GET UP!
Im getting money man I really dont care
Let me see you put your hands up in the air
I said: GET UP! {COME ON! }
Girl, you look good, I want to know you better
You look good in them jeans and them red Steletos
You got a Bentley, Coop booty baby I want to drive
See I tell you what mileage is when Im inside.
Im a take you for a spin you know round and round {HAHA!}
Switch gears till your love come down
I take you to the point of no return if you listen you learn
Just how a nigga earn I got money to burn.
While the Gap Band play she dropped the bomb on me
Its up and down and up and down gracefully
Rick James would have said she a brick house {GOD-...}
Or 50 you should go home to see what that bitch bout! {DAMN!}
I found out she like it how I like it, huh?
Back it up, getcha some
I know how to get you sprung tune you up, use your tounge!
Under the hood, its so good
She said: Its so good! Goddamn, Im So Hood! - Nigga whattup?
I have the South warfare {CANT FORGET...}
Im the reason everybody here, {SHAUN!}
I say: GET UP!
I make it hot, I make it hot in here {SHADYVILLE!}
Your feet hurtin I really dont care
I said: GET UP!
I want to see yo, I want to see you move
And get all into the groove
I said: GET UP!
Im getting money man I really dont care {5 AND BETTER!}
Let me see you put your hands up in the air {VOLUME 2}
I said: GET UP!
And, and get iiiiinto it
You are now rocking with The Unit! {TONY YAYO!}
I said: GET UP!
And get iiiiiinto it
We gonna show you just how we do it! {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
I said: GET UP! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
Aftermath!
Still Shady/Aftermath!
Aftermath!
Still Shady/Aftermath! {LETS GO! } |
Ich bin auf meine eigene Art sowas wie mein eignener Staat
Pi-Demokretie meine Verfassung wird mein zweiter Part
Pi hat das Recht gepachtet, hat mit diesem Rap gehustelt
Und ich komplettiere dieses letzte Puzzle
Das ist das Recht auf meinen Platz unter den ersten Zehn
Mein Label ist genau genommen gar kein Unternehhmen
Sondern ein Übernehmen weil wir alles übernehmen
Du willst mich zitieren? Kein Problem du kannst das übernehmen
Ich bin über dem Schnitt, meine Songs sind über der Shit
Wie man im OSten sagte: Los, mach rüber, komm mit!
Im in my Lambo, maggot, my fo fo faggot
Doors lift up, Im like Go Go Gadget
See the shit I got on, homie, Id hate too
My Teflon on, boy, my government issue
Ill hit your vertebrae, bullets rip through tissues
Your wife on the futon hugging that Shih Tzu
Homie, you a bitch, you got feminine ways
Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days
I got fo fifths and bananas on the Ks
And got more whips than a runaway slave
Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades
When I made fifty mill, Em got paid
When I made sixty mill, Dre got paid
When I made eighty mill, Jimmy got paid
I aint even gotta rap now, life is made
Said I aint even gotta rap, Im filthy, mane
4x
Im laughing straight to the bank with this
I keep nothing but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll
I got the kind of money that the bank cant hold
Got it off the street movin bundles and Os
Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll
Breeze pass with the E-Pass, fuck the toll
No more platinum, Im wearing gold
Im internationally known, its the kid with the flow
That brings enough dough, its never enough though
Shit I need mo, new shit out the sto
Baby blue was old, fresh off the flo
Stashbox by the dashbox in case they want war
Make the purple bring the green in, fuck the law
Im oh so raw, Im hot, Im sure
Im like the coolest motherfucker around the globe, boy
I set the club on fire I told ya
Im the general; salute me soldier
4x
Now work it out now, shorty work it out
I wanna see you, break it down
Now back it up now, you know what Im about
Its like a bank job Im in and Im out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out |
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Aye nigga, every time I touchdown in LA I be like: aye whats up with the nigga Snoop?
You know what I’m sayin cause I need to smoke some of that good shit nigga
I dont want none of that aight shit, you know what I’m sayin
Im in California I need some of that bomb shit, you know what Im sayin
I smoke some shit with the nigga one time Ima tell em
Ima tell these niggas Snoop, you know what I’m sayin’
I smoke some shit with the nigga Snoop one time, shit had my muthafuckin- seeing three
I seen three Whoo Kids after I finished smokin’ that shit, you know what Im sayin
But Ima chill off of that shit, I don’t know what the fuck that was That shit, what the fuck was that, crack? |
Jo jo jo jo jo jo jo jo jo
Ja wenst du pfannkuchen machst dann musst du dann dann brauchst du dann Mehl
Jo jo jo jo
Und Mehl brauchst du dann dann brauchst du dann auch ein paar paar Eier
Jo jo jo jo
Die Milch kannst du nicht vergessen denn des ist so wichtig
Jojojojojo
Ein bisschen Salz vielleicht auch ein bisschen Zucker es kommt drauf an wie du das pfannkuchen magste
Drop the beat
Hey wenst du bacon möchtest dann mach bacon rein
Hey wenst du zucker möchtest dan
Mach zucker rein
Hey isst du dein pancake mit nutella? Hey was geht bei dir ab ? Alter bist so schnell Jo!
Ey was geht ab? Das ist der pfannkuchen-rap
Jo pffff
Irgendwas ich muss noch irgend ein cooles geräusch rein machen oder so sorry warte ich mach schnell |
“Police say one man with a gun shot five people and sent hundreds running for cover
Chaos around noon time turned this busy Queens street into a crime scene
Scattered here on the concrete, five victims shot randomly.”
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Shot your bloodclot mouth
I’m a Southside nigga, niggas know what I’m about
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Niggas stunt, I’ll bring them hammers out, were airing niggas out
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Niggas want beef, grab the straps, I hit them hard as a freight train
Mad dog, great dane, bang with game
Boy you get the best of me, you better burn the rest of me
Chеf the nigga specialty, you want to hear thе recipe?
Cocaine, baking soda, glass pot, boiling water
Don’t forget the ice, nigga, I’m nice
Look, I’m no new jack, but I’m so Nino
Hotter than cappuccino, track by Preemo
It’s that mop stick, icepick, Attica style
Put your face in front of the barrel, I’ll splatter it now
It’s the venom, the momentum, you could feel it in the Viper
Slither like a snake, I’ll choke a nigga like a lifer
Shorty suck cock like a pro, you should wife her
Hoes follow me like I’m the fucking Pied Piper
, I don’t like her, , I don’t want her
, I like her, I get to whore her
Life stroke, death stroke, right stroke, left stroke
I make sure the condom on before I let go
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Shot your bloodclot mouth
I’m a Southside nigga, niggas know what I’m about
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Niggas stunt, I’ll bring them hammers out, were airing niggas out
Shot your bloodclot mouth
Shut up, I’m trying to talk, motherfuckers
This that Preemo shit
This what Preemo was talking about
You want me back on the street, I’m on the street, baby
Yeah
718, we 187 all the time
Niggas want to bump heads, bang with me, what up
Whatever
I’m out, the goons is out
Niggas front on me, they gon’ think we’re making a movie
Niggas be like, “oh shit, son, that’s that shit Rambo have”
You see that motherfucker going off
Niggas going to see
Ha ha ha
Niggas ha
God
I can’t wait ‘til these niggas get stupid
They think it’s WWF until they see that motherfucking hammer fly
Then they go, “oh shit”
Hahahahahahahahahahahaha
Man fuck this shit, man |
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Cmon
Yeah
This is just my intro
Its serious, man
This is serious radio right here
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit Radio
Hah, hah
you know, just a little somethin, somethin
You screaming your gun jam
Nigga, your gun aint jam, nigga
your bitch ass ran
You screaming your gun jam
I know your type, fam
You pussy, I understand
You screaming your gun jam
You run when its shots fired
Scared to fuckin death of that hollow tip diet
Unit after niggas get sprayed up
To make a in the third floor when you laid up
make sure your bills get paid up
So its 9-1-1 when you see my gun
, nigga, the police know me
Its cause of this rap shit Im rich now, homie
Man, when youre not around, I got your bitch all on me
She wanna be my wife now, she like my lifestyle
its the sweetest taboo
I play something smooth when I stunt in my coupe, ooh
You know these niggas aint like me
Everything I say I got in these raps, I got me
Cars, the cribs, the jewels, the tools
The 9s, the TECs, the Macs, ooh
The burners, the gats, man, if you confuse
I send a nigga from my hood to put a hole in you
I rock G-Unit hats, hoodies and shoes
Got G-Unit tatted on my bitch too
I drink G-Unit water, watching G-Unit porn
This is Shade 45, nigga, G-Unit on
What?
Fuck the CEOs
Fuck all of em making money off of niggas
They just mad, yeah, yo, cause they cant make no money off of you
They was makin up a percentage off of your head every day in there
Now youre making off for them
Fuck em, yeah, yo |
Yo, you know what I want?
I want the beat to drop in right?
Like... now
Niggas be thinking Im crazy, right?
Yeah, you are crazy! I aint crazy
You are cra- at least I dont think Im crazy
I think my shit is hot, I think Im hot
You hot, but you crazy
Why they wanna- I dont know
Its the money that, make shit get ugly
Its the money that, make these hoes love me
Its the money that, make niggas wanna slug me
Man, I thought the money would make it all lovely
Yo, I actually write what I do or see
The felonies from day to day make me say what I say
When I die my art will be worth more than Picassos
Dont cry for me, smile for me
And if you see thеm niggas that wet me, wile for mе
Remember the good times, the chips we stacked
The clips we packed
And all the bricks we cooked from coke to crack
Let my tombstone read, I tried and from the start
Everything I wrote was from my heart
So itll always be number one on my chart
I get sensitive with my shit, dont fuck with my art
Sometimes it sounds like Im playin but Im sayin
This shit is real, it aint a game
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
First it happened to Stretch then to Pac and Big
Im convinced it can happen to anybody kid
So I get vest up when I get dressed up
In the hood its messed up, niggas runnin round shootin shit up
If its Dom that you drinkin fill up my cup
If you got somethin to doubt me, shut the fuck up
Why do niggas act like they hard when they know they butt?
And gettin robbed aint a good time to press ya luck
Duke listen, if you move Ima hurt you
Youll get your turn to shine later, patience is a virtue
Right now what you need to do is gimme the cash
Forget about your Boss bein mad, just save ya ass
Be a good Boy now, go and get your stash
I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was trash
Alright run along before I shoot ya ass
I hate to do this to you but I really need this cash
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
I know we all gotta go, but Id hate to go fast
Then again I dont think itd be fun to stick around and go last
Man listen, if you really really like this shit
Nigga call Steve Stoute and Ill write ya shit
Call him now before I drop for real cause after I drop
Ima be chargin yall niggas like Forty a pop
To each his own, me? I got it while it was cheap
Typical mentality, I know, Im straight from the street
1999s the year of the predator, Im killin to eat
Niggasll treat you like a egg, you come to cop you get beat
Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? What a treat
Youre a generous guy, take em off or die
Man, we hurtin round here, aint nobody slingin pies
Look around, aint nobody round here fly
Why you round here with this shit anyway? Huh? You high?
See, you done made the wrong move, kiss your ass goodbye
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the good die young
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine |
Drop
Put your hands up, put ‘em where my eyes can see
What’s up, you know you wanna party with me
Let’s fuck, we wilding in the place to be
Bitch quit playing
Put your hands up, put ‘em where my eyes can see
What’s up, you know you wanna party with me
The sun goes down
The stars come out
And all that counts
Is here and now
My universe will never be the same
I’m glad you came
Im glad you came
The sun goes down
The stars come out
And all that counts
Is here and now
My universe will never be the same
Turn the lights out now
Now Ill take you by the hand
Hand you another drink
Drink it if you can
Can you spend a little time
Time is slipping away
Away from us so stay
Stay with me I can make
Make you glad you came
Glad You Came
The sun goes down
The stars come out
And all that counts
Is here and now
My universe will never be the same
I’m glad you came |
Y-you know what I mean, Im hot right now, ya heard me
You know what I mean, taking a bitch to the date on a ATM
You wonder why my G-Unit piece spin, I get my hoes dizzy with the piece, ya heard me
They be watchin the G go around and shit, you know what Im sayin
Its big pimpin goin on
You tell baby I said, he aint that know how to do this, ya heard me
Im a stunna too Baby
Pop-pop |
How do you feel about white girls rapping?
I think its cool, yknow? Skin color doesnt matter in rap. People get all caught up in skin color and its not what its about—
Em is really underrated because people have always been talking about him like, The WHITE, rapper Eminem instead of just the rapper.
You still think hes underrated, even now?
Yeah, because the skin color thing is still there. He has so many skills and hes more hood than so many people out there, people still put the skin color before anything and dont give him enough credit. Its like people saying Elvis Presley was only famous because he was white. He had, yknow, the rhythm of James Brown but he had his own thing. He was Elvis, he wasnt just a white man. Things like that are going to be picked up between black people and white people and anybody, it doesnt mean a person isnt great because theyre influenced by something associated with another race. It doesnt matter. |
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50 Cent Is The Future
No Mercy, No Fear
Gods Plan
Get Rich or Die Tryin
The Massacre
Curtis
War Angel LP
Forever King
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5
The Big 10
Animal Ambition
Street King ImmortalFeaturesHot songs |
My mom always told me: whatever you do, you be the best at it and I just figured out what I wanna be, I wanna be a bad guy
I wanna be the best fucking bad guy youve seen so far, I just want you to know I like it when you say Im a bad guy |
“
“AHHHHHHHH, YOU!!”
Ayo what the fuck man?
This that nigga Bang Em, man, no more fuckin Smurf.
I got some wolves with me, man!
Yeah, nigga; that’s what’s up!
This is nigga Jess, nigga A.T.!
My motherfuckin’ nigga, Money Wrong, Lick!
Low!
That nigga Ice, you know?
1-0-9 Guy Brewer!
Do or die!
Jah! Star, Woop!
Ayo, this that nigga, Big Leaky, my brother Sweets, my nigga Eddie!
My niggas bang, bang nigga! My nigga 50!
G-UNIT ALL DAY!
I’ll buck a nigga for my nigga 50, that wanna act up, nigga!
We got some wolvess with us nigga… fuckin’ faggots!
“We ain’t no Blood or a Crip, nigga,
We doin’ our own thing! – G-UNIT!” |
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Whoo whoo, its gangsta
Whoo whoo, its gangsta
Whoo whoo, its gangsta
These rap niggas spend a lot of time writin punch lines
I walk in the vocal booth and just speak my mind
Look in my eyes, you see it, I lay it for the chedda
Twice I bet my life, I survived Im betta
Niggas lookin all tough in the face
Your screw me dont move me
I beat you till youre black and blue like my favourite coochie
Move durin the jucks, you know Im gon shoot
See, you gon pay me or the hospital duke?
Dont call me the feature, I dont wanna rap witcha
I brought my knife in the club, I came to scrap witcha
Got a hiss when I walk, a bop when I walk
You now rockin wit the grimiest nigga in New York
50, aka Ferrari, F-50, aka 50 Cent, now fuck wit me
Cut a fiend, suffer for fuckin up my product
As a young buck I probably got your house party shot up, blaat!
Youre thicker than water
Youre thicker than water
Youre thicker than water
You could be a Blood or a Crip
Nigga, bitch, follow me
Niggas compare me to the new Lex Coupe, cause Im ruthless
My left hook, will land in your smile and leave you toothless
My rims keep spinnin when I stop at the light
I paid twelve just to catch that stunt, nigga, aight
Watch this, watch niggas hop on my dick
Run to the rims shop to cop the same shit
When I rhyme, Im hungry like Im fresh outta jail
In my hood they respect me like Sonny in Bronx Tale
I heard somewhere, niggas rather hear the truth than a lie
Ok, I sprinkle dust on my weed, wanna get high?
You know Im gutter, but for the bitches I try and stay fly
My team cant work without me, Im like Allen I, blaat!
Youre thicker than water
Youre thicker than water
Youre thicker than water
You could be a Blood or a Crip
Nigga, bitch, follow me
It seemed to happened so quick, in 96 I went from sittin in a 6
To the turtles on the Island beatin me wit night-sticks
Since Dee and Waah days I had problems wit authority
When niggas try to tell me what to do it really bothers me
Look man, stunt on me and Ima get mad at ya
Niggas wit my attitude cause riots in Attica
Bastard child, pops slayed, nigga, momma was Santa
Cut class but Im a pro at spittin school-yard grammar
Reminicin on, when I was broke, yeah I sold soap
And used my Grandfathers coffee pot to cook coke
There it is dawg, off the foot, see low
Brooklyn niggas we know, take money like Dee-Bo
Little niggas actin big like Pesci in Casino
Come to your projects and take a building like they Nino
You know, Mothafucka, Uh-huh, Uh-huh
Youre thicker than water
Youre thicker than water
Youre thicker than water
You could be a Blood or a Crip
Nigga, bitch, follow me
Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo
Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo
Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo
Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo |
Paroles rédigées et annotées par la communauté française de Rap Genius |