(Like the fire needs the air) (I won’t burn unless your there) Yea, I need you, I need you to hate So I can use you for your energy You know, it’s real shit, feel this! [Verse 1] America’s got a thing for this gangsta’s shit, they love me Black Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle I take spills over raymo shit, I’ma fan Got that silver duck tape on my Trey Eight handle The women on my life bring confusion shit SO like Nino from New Jack, I’ll have to cancel that bitch Look at me, this is the life I chose Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up I build an empire on the low the narc’s don’t know I’m the weatherman, I take that coco leaf and make that snow Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door O after O, you know, homey I’m just triple beam, dreamin Niggaz be schemin, I’m fiendin to live a good life The fiends just fiendin Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can’t see The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me [Chorus] I want the finer things in my life So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way when while I’m tryin to get mine And I’ll buck you (buck you) I don’t care who...Read More
Autore: 50 cent
Go, go, go, go, go, go Go, shorty It’s your birthday We gon’ party like it’s your birthday We gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday And you know we don’t give a fuck ‘Cause it’s not your birthday! You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin’ drugs I’m into havin’ sex, I ain’t into makin’ love So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin’ drugs I’m into havin’ sex, I ain’t into makin’ love So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs When I roll 20 deep, it’s 20 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, ain’t nothing change hoes down, G’s up I see Xzibit in the Cut, that nigga roll that weed up If you watch how I move, you’ll mistake me for a playa or pimp Been hit wit’ a few shells, but I don’t walk wit’ a limp (I’m ight) In the hood, in L.A, they saying “50 you hot”...Read More
[Intro] Yeah Shady Aftermath G-Unit [Verse 1] Damn baby all I need is a lil bit A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that Get it crackin in the club when you hear this shit Drop it like its hot, get to workin that back Go shake that thang, yeah work that thang Let me see it go up and down Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang Can you make it go round and round I step up in the club, Im like who you with G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique Yeah Im young, but a nigga from the old school On the dance floor, a nigga doin old moves I dont give a fuck, I do what I wanna do I hit your ass up, boy I done warned you Better listen, when I talk, nigga dont trip Yo heat in the car, mines in this bitch I aint tryna beef, Im tryna get my drink on Got my diamonds, my fited, and my mink on Ima kick it at the bar till its time to go Then Ima get shorty here and Ima let her know [Chorus] All a nigga really need is a lil bit Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit We can head to the crib in a lil bit I can show ya how...Read More
Nobody likes me (brand new by 50 cent) Nobody likes me, but that’s okay Cuz I don’t like y’all anyway …And I don’t like y’all anyway Fuck all y’all!! My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me My gat talk for me BLAT! Wutup homie For niggaz who don’t know me …They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me I came into rap humble, I don’t give a fuck now I Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown Coke price go up, cats is come down The D’s run in my crib, I’m nowhere to be found The bitch who hustle for me, they dont even stash cracks They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack When I don’t like a nigga, I don’t pretend to I’ll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu Look, I ain’t goin nowhere, so get used to me Old G’s look at me and see what they used to be I’m that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to soap The thug, they pop shit The thug that pop clips The thug that went from three and a half to whole brick Nigga ain’t in his right mind, goin against me My picture’s painted through words that...Read More
I get money, I get money, I get I get I get money (50) [Chorus] I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (Yeah) Money I got, money is got (I run New York!) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (I I get it) I get money, money is got (Yeah yeah) Money I got, money is got (I run New York!) [Verse 1] I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks, Coca-Cola came and bought it For billions, what the f**k? Have a baby by me; baby Be a millionaire I write the check before the baby comes, Who the f**k cares Im stanky rich Ima die tryna spend this shit Southside’s up in in this bitch Yeah i smell like the vault I used to sell dope I did play the block Now i play on boats In the south of France Baby, St. Tropez Get a tan? im already black Rich? I’m already that Gangsta, get a gat Hit a head in a hat Call that a riddle rap Shit, f**k the chitter chat I’m the baker, i bake the bread The barber, i cut ya head The marksman, i spray the lead “I blood...Read More
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