Hero Music قام بنشر August 18, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 18, 2005 Back Seat/Tony Yayo (feat. Tony Yayo (G-Unit)) [50 Cent] Now play my Tony Yayo ###### Yeah, 50 Cent G-Unit Remix Tony Yayo We gonna do it again [Hook: repeat 2X] Back seat of the Caddy truck or Tahoe Back seat of the Benz truck or Expo Back seat of X5 or Range Rov' So when I pick you up, you know how this ###### go - hoe [Tony Yayo] Hey yo, my truck talk for me If I was bummy and ugly Your ######'ll still have love for me As long as I push a truck, rims chunky Never open my lips, your ###### wanna ###### me Beep the air horn, hop in turn the heat on Pick you up off the streets get your feet warm She giving sex cause the Lex truck takes unleaded Big thick thighs, eyes browner than Sahara deserts Deuce-Deuce, ######, yeah they caught your eye And them loud system full of bass and highs You see that X5 BM Packed with Puerto Ricans Bad mommies on the low, just creepin Niggas be frontin like they bubbling coke But they really struggling with a high car note, ha ... (YEAH) [50 Cent] Might see me in the Jeep Rollin' 'round 4 deep And you know we on the creep Nigga, I'm holdin' it [Hook] [Tony Yayo] Back seat of my truck lets swing an episode ###### a hotel we have sex on the road I pull the seats back Put the sheets in the luggage rack Pull out my balls And play an Aaron Hall track I tell a chick "Bend over, mami" Hit 'em with the Henny ###### Now my windows foggy Its time to party, I got TV's, CD's and DVD's Now ######, get on your knees You could be a model chick or a silly hood rat Don't ###### on my leather, don't stain my floor mats Where's your baby mama? She in the truck and I'm blessin her Undressing her Make hop out for air re-freshener I ain't stressing her 'Cause my rims keep checkin her She's 21, my rim size older than her TWENTY TWO'S [50 Cent] Niggas say they want beef But when they see me in the street They don't slow down to speak 'Cause they know I'm holdin رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
Hero Music قام بنشر August 18, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 18, 2005 After My Chedda f/ G-Unit (chorus) When you frown at me is it because I wont provide for you girl your after me cheddar And you friends they see it to screaming we know what your up to do girl I'm after my cheddar (50 cent) I gave you your style Gucci this Fendi that Burberry bag shoes and the hat to match I like the way it look but ###### I aint buying that I hate to be the bearer of bad news but no more Prada shoes When I just wanna chill you wanna go out See me parle with some other chick you wanna show out You say I'm wrong when I dog yo ###### like I should now you reminisce about all the time I treated you good (chorus) (Lloyd Banks) when you think about me grinding my fans You even got more watch on but it's to much time on your hands They say behind every good man is a woman So tash pull up stash the cannon linen I'll never be your chofuer to the mall You'll learn to appreciate cd's and posters on the wall fatal attractions is mad real Last ###### I deaded got mad and swallowed 50 Advil's (chorus) (Tony Yayo) They say money make the world go round Material things make a hoe go down I see you in your Prada Gucci and BCBG ###### I'm rich but I don't trick on GP That's 5 dollar dresses and 10 dollar skirts ###### play the strip and put in work Birds wanna have my baby since I signed my contract Now I got to double up in case the condom snap (50 cent) Look don't ask me for ###### man I aint got nothing for you man what? ###### what the ###### you mean I can't sing ###### ###### I'm Luther Vandross in the shower G-UNIT! رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
Hero Music قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Soldier [50 Cent and DJ Whoo Kid talking] [Hook] (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! [50 Cent] It's a fact homie, eagles don't fly in flocks But the eagles I got own sixteen shots Like beefin', homie I ain't sayin' a word I'll run up on your punk ###### squeezing the bird Now what New York niggas know about country grammar Not much, but we know how to bang them hammers When I pull out that thing, you better break yourself Or win a trip to ICU, and you can take yourself If you lucky ######, I'm solider I told ya Push ya ###### back, put my knife through ya six pack Gat bust, adrenaline rush, blowin' the dust Five point O, burnin' the cluth, while I'm burnin' the dutch You thought them other niggas was hot, I'm turnin' it up This the blueprint, nigga are you learnin' or what You done told me you respect me, now tell me I'm the nicest Admit it nigga, I'm a mid-life crisis [Hook] (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the weapon concealin') (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey) [Lloyd Banks] It's like niggas rate the respect of who gat bigger Banks been blowin' on purple stuff before that fat nigga Henny's make dollars, and dollars make death threats I'm doin' remixes to bulletproof the Lex next Duck nigga, everdays war I'm heavy on sports, to my draw like NBA's store Don't make me send the piece at you I'll have your man walk around with another rest in peace tattoo Look creampuff, you can get killed here Nigga you ain't invincible, even Superman in a wheel chair I've always been a picky man, but I ain't a flowered star So I'mma ###### all fifty fans Look, whether you like it or not, right in ya spot All in your grill, wearin' the crown, airin' em down We're in the pound puttin' fare in the clown I'm running with gangstas, don't make one of em shank ya [Hook] (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the weapon concealin') (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey) [Tony Yayo] I'mma ride with my rap ###### and my body armor Ride like a Taliban suicide bomber Four five six feet, I off ya feet I kill ya with a pillow when you fall asleep Your records can't sell, your company is buyin' em Give it up, Burger King is hirin' You shoulda been a cop, cause you snitch a lot Talkin' to the jakes, you bound to get shot I used to watch Big Bird and Scooby Doo Now I'm choppin' big birds and them bundles too For that Master P money, that shoppin' spree money That coke, that dope and that ecstasy money I'm tryin' to build empires across the state line So move like vampires, never see me in the daytime I jump out with a nina and a mack I have you like Khia, my neck, my back رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
Hero Music قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 E.M.S. G-G UNIT *Laugh* yo yo I need no introduction everybody heard of 50 cent and heard of g-unit Im not high tech and im not qualy You see me in the club you better tell the bouncers to treat me special Im somebody Cause I get on that jet, in 5 minutes flat niggas a come back, shoot up ya party if i dont have fun, no body havin' none im tryin' to holla at ya, come here... shorty shout out to my nigga juvy, wack go skip buck, my niggas from new orleans rawty if we on the same page, when you see me on stage you gunna throw ya hands up, and you gunna applaud me you know how i get, im on that bullshit... nigga... nigga I Run around with the tray - like its a sport Call my name in the ######, when i sit in the court I got a million dollar smile and a fist full of peso's and the wrist so white, so you could light up a stage show in the club, nigga i stay holin cause im on point for those wolves in sheep clothin i play the ball with a double shot of henny cause after this spot, its cheetahs and mg's short if ya feel a nigga, call me Hey you aint gotta like me, thats cool I don't give a ######, by only time It gunna put me in a bigger truck ###### kids, it aint my turn to be stressed a ###### worst nightmare is a paternity test im too young to be faithful if money means love, i hate you i only trip on the first of april holler at me if you thugged out shorty ready to fight you, dice for the blunt and pull the slub out for me n if you're not, don't even call me رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
Hero Music قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 -Unit Skit AHHHHHHHH YOU what the ###### man, this that nigga banger man no more ###### smurf, i got some wools with meman Yah nigga, thats whats up thats this nigga Jess, nigga AT My ###### nigga, wrong lee Low, that nigga Ice, you know 109 got brew Do or die, Ja, Star, woo Big leaky leak, my brother Sweets, my nigga eddie G-UNITTT My niggas bang bang, my nigga 50, G-UNIT ALL DAY I'll buck a nigga for my nigga 50, that act up nigga We got some wools with us niggas ###### faggots We ain't no blood or a crip nigga We doin our own thing G-UNIT! رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
Hero Music قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Say What You Want f/ Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo Yo, niggas be askin me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?" I'm a tell yall niggas who I got beef wit I got beef wit any nigga I can't make no money wit If I can't make no money wit you, ###### you nigga G-Unit nigga, thats whatsup cause I said thats whatsup [Tony Yayo] I get money, money I got so its a 100 grams or better when I'm going to cop I never hold the toaster cause I use my little soldier And my down ###### as a holster, like I'm supposed ta heavy pistol sales for living my gun rip through lungs and tear through tissue while I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep thats the same thing that have yo mama in a black dress see me in a black lex, hard-top My mink drop-top, fresh out the carlot I got the gift of raw pugilist speeches(?) So I'm gon sell like the box office features Niggas in the hood can't see G-UNIT! but deep in they heart they wanna be G-UNIT! cause we got them three b's: benzes, burners and ###### and plus we on the road to the riches [Chorus: repeat 2X] You can say what you want about me As long as you don't get in the way of my money Cause all that talking ###### to me played out Nigga keep bumping your gums you get laid out [Lloyd Banks] Lately I been going through a phase Hope they aint tap the phones Cause we got pumps the size of saxophones Therefore I'm on the move with the squad I'm stingy as ever, known to trick fast food on a broad Picture me putting jewels on a broad I'd rather put shoes on the car A pool in the yard You don't really wanna fool with the god Nigga my front line long enough to fill two boulevards In this game, you only make it far if you loyal And if you grew up with your mother and your father you spoiled Why swing, you gotta be strapped to get rid of me Ill leave you in water like the statute of liberty Tryin to be cool Blowin green that strong enough to make a white boy open fire on a school Keep rappin for your hood, I'm rappin for benzes And long assault rifles with straps on the lenses [Chorus] [50 Cent] Yall niggas gotta learn from me (Yeah!!) What I learned from Gotta Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh) Yall niggas gotta learn from me (Yeah!!) What I learned from watching Brucie B Look, I shot the sheriff And nigga if you get too close yo punk ###### getting shot Here's the plan, I'm a keep stackin my ends Till I'm on airplane seats in the Maebach benz I'm all about the chips I done took them trips 22's on the 6 26 on the bricks And them outta town niggas, I'm chargin yall more I tapdance on the ###### I aint servin it raw You sell smoke, look nigga I got what you need But it aint goin cheap I got mouths to feed Niggas always sayin ###### 50 you bugged Cause I got hoes giving niggas the date rape drug Gimme his watch and his chain We not the same, he a lame He want ###### I'm bout my money man Crap table in Vegas had his ###### on my ###### Threw a 7 so many times they thought the dice was fixed Yo its 50, when your mindframe change and start to rearrange I'll see you another day ###### it's 50 Shots 'til your heart drop and freeze up, ease up ###### [Chorus] رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
Hero Music قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Clue ######! [ Intro - 50 Cent talking ] You know Clue man, I'm tryin' to holler at this ###### right and I'm like yeah, I told her I write music for a living And she's like need I say yeah, my name is 50 Cent And she said "oh you 50 Cent, you know I love your music I listen to DJ Clue, I hear your music all the time" And I'm like yeah, this ###### on my ###### I love this music ######, man, this ###### is the ###### right here, man Hey yo, but I seen you in that black Escalade, Clue And I seen your boy Skane in that silver 745 boy Man, ya'll playin' hardball like a ###### See me I switch up hoopties cause niggaz play me, just to shoot me You know how it is in the hood Dead men don't hear no applause Don't men don't go off on tours Dead men don't accept no awards 50 that thought you was dead kid, kid [ Chorus ] - 2X 50, it's 50, it's 50, ###### I'm back, I'm back, I'm back ###### Niggaz thought they got me 9, 9 shells couldn't stop me I "Hit 'Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me [ Verse 1 ] I don't hesitate to pull out the burnin' nigga I stick my snub nose in ######, that don't concern a nigga I'm the reason that Coupe, ain't got no top I'm the reason that Rouger, ain't got no shots And when I squeeze, I tend to keep on squeezin' If your lucky, you can run, and keep on breathin' (yeah) When my knife hit ya windpipe and you start wheezin' (huh) You put your hand over the hole, and it gonna stop the breathin' (woo) I am what I am, and I ain't gonna change My 5th clip loaded to the tip, I'll blow out ya brains Trust me, I'm not what you used to homie (grrr) You little ######, I'll tell ya ######' boss to blow me (uh huh) I'm puttin' pressure on you, you payin' the pump (yeah) About to die like a man, but you live like a chump (uh huh) I only walk wit a limp, when I walk wit a pump I can't wait to see you scatter, when I pull out and dunk ya (TAKE THAT) [ Chorus ] 50, it's 50, it's 50, ###### (uh huh) I'm back, I'm back, I'm back ###### (I'm back) Niggaz thought they got me 9, 9 shells couldn't stop me I "Hit 'Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me (do it up nigga) 50, it's 50, it's 50, ###### I'm back, I'm back, I'm back ###### (uh huh) Niggaz thought they got me 9, 9 shells couldn't stop me I "Hit 'Em Up" worse than Pac, watch me [ Outro - 50 Cent talking ] This time, I'm gonna hit 'em harder (harder, harder) This time, I'm gonna hit 'em harder (harder, harder) 50 Cent (50 Cent), G-Unit (G-Unit) DJ Clue (DJ Clue), Early (Early) (Yo I'm over here chillin' wit my man 50 Cent) (50 Cent) ######, (we both from Queens) That's hot man, rewind that (you know what I'm sayin') (Hey, ya'll niggaz cannot stop Queens) (WOO) رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
Hero Music قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Funk Flex funk flex yeah g unit you understand whats about to happen (Chorus) nigga guess whos bazack its not beanie seagel J hoe 50 cent yah niggas should know so let me relapse run up on your ###### wit the fours punk nigga i dun told you before Verse 1: ###### being in a cage man that ###### for the birds i do my dirt in the hood but i live in the burbs when you talk be carefull how you choose your words cause i send niggas that put your ###### brains in the curb am i my brothers keeper? yes i am nigga you know you get low you see that gun in my hand G unit dont go ###### with my soldiers boy if you get layed out i'm a sya i told you boy i see you rollin wit twenty niggas we rollin wit twenty guns 16 hollos is loaded in everyone i know you slow so i do the math thats 320 shels flying at your ###### you spend alot of time talking bout how you roll out when you get hit you gonna run until you fall down i guess you didn't think we was down to go all out once again you was wrong you aint know the ###### we on my money getting long now my team is getin strong im gone (gone) (chorus x2) ###### Guess whos back 50 Cent and im back to act a strapa funk flex king pin style make me crush somethin make me bust somethin i want you to! رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
Hero Music قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Whoo Kid [50 Cent talking] [Hook] You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine You mad at me? ###### cause you can't shine You ain't gettin' yours? thats ###### up cause I'm gettin' mine [50 Cent] I got a M1 in my hand, I'm feelin' to start killin' ###### I'm not the nation's new Malcolm X, but I'm militant What, I'm supposed to be scared cause you got a big chest? My four fifth will lift you and your ######' bench press Why you screamin' war senseless, I'm tryin' to spaz Swing my knife, tore break it off in yo ###### Niggas get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear 'em out Four fifth, four shots, that'll ######' air 'em out In the hood niggas love me cause I keep it real G-Unit niggas, they gon' always make bail Whether it's two G's or twenty G's Whether or not wit two pieces or two keys ###### please, get on ya knees you can lick these balls I'm not that nigga that you striptease for You gotta a problem or anger nigga to call Cause I'm out like a pimp and a trick, ######! [Hook] You want beef wit me? take a number, get in line You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine You mad at me? ###### cause you can't shine You ain't get yours? That's ###### up cause I'm gettin' mine [50 Cent talks till end] رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
Hero Music قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 PT2 & Bump Heads [50 Cent] I wanna be the reason you smile after you wipe ya tears The reason you have the courage to confront ya fears The reason there's two karats in each of ya ears I splurge with the paper ma, I don't care How you like it, pumps or boots, jeeps or coops Minks or leathers, fifty fall off never Whats mine is yours and whats yours is mine So when I shine, you shine The finest champagne, we can toast to life Crap table in Vegas, you can toss the dice Don't let ya fears let you confuse sayin' "fifty's bad news" I need you in my life girl, your too much to lose [beat switches] [Hook] Nigga, you won't deny that I'ma ######' ride out Then you'll bump heads wit me I'll put a hole in yo ######, you'll see That it ain't cool to ###### wit me [Tony Yayo] G-Unit, I roll wit gorillas ###### a big body guard, I hang wit pint size killas I ain't tryin' to be dirty, still on the strip I'm tryin' to be dirty, filthy rich Give a nigga too much rope, he think he a cowboy Give Tony too much dope, I'm pushin' the big boy V12, SL detailed I rap and wait for them checks in the mail If you hatin', your due time life will expire Cause my guns speak jamaican, they be like "Bloodfire!" Where I'm from, niggas be on some sleak ###### They hungry, use they lighters to cook their beef stick And this 'dro and this nestle got me right So my lungs be as black as Wesley Snipes I'm on first class flights heading towards Vegas Ya slot machines niggas, we crap table players I roll a seven, cause we crap table players [Hook] Nigga, you won't deny that I'ma ######' ride out Then you'll bump heads wit me I'll put a hole in yo ######, you'll see That it ain't cool to ###### wit me [Lloyd Banks] I know a lot of niggas want Banks gone My kind of beef will ###### up ya grill and not the kind you put franks on I'm hidin' out, so my meals is home cooked I deal wit more ho's than a chinese phone book Your high with your messed up ratchets I'm out blowin' haze bags the size of ketchup packets ###### who's in ya ride, there's tools on my side By the females standin' with tattoos on they thighs There's a lot of cats losin' they wives Cause next time I see 'em, they got black and blues on they eyes Nah, I ain't ready to die, but I'm prepared But I'd rather grow old with grey hairs in my beard They know me in the field, the kid with the fans That argue over my balls like Kobe and Shaquille If you talkin' bout millions throw me in the deal Big city, stadium tour, ruining the bill ###### رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
Hero Music قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Wanksta [spoken] It's 50 a.k.a farrari F 50 Break it down I got alot of living to do for a die and I ain't got time to waste Let's make it [Chorus:] You say you a gangsta But you neva pop nothin You say you a wangsta and you need to stop frontin [Verse 1] You ain't no friend of mine,( huh) You ain't no kin of mine,( nah) What makes you think that I won't run up on you with the nine We do this all the time Right now we on the grind So hurry up and cop and go we selling nicks and dimes Shorty she so fine I gotta make her mine A ###### like that gotta be one of kind I crush em' everytime Punch em' with every line I'm ###### with they mind I make em' press rewind They know they can't shine if I'm around the rhyme Been on paroll since 94 cause I commit the crimes I said it in my line, I did it 3 to 9 The D's ran up in my crib You know who dropping dimes [Chorus: x2] You say you a gangsta but you neva pop nothin They say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin You go to the dealership but you neva cop nothin You been hustling a long time and you ain't got nothin [Verse 2] ###### Homie, In high school you was the man homie The ###### happened to you i got the sickest vendetta when it come to the chedda Nigga you play with my paper, you gonna meet my berreta Now shorty think Ima sweat her, sipping on a armareda I'm hit once than dead her, I know I can do betta She look good but I know she after my chedda She tryna get in my pockets Homie and I ain't gonna let her Be easy, start some bullshit You get your whole crew wet We in the club doing the same ol' two step Gorilla unit cause they say we bugged out Cause we don't go nowhere without toast we thugged out [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] Me I'm no mobsta Me I'm no gangsta Me I'm no hitman, me I'm just me, me Me I'm no wanksta Me I'm no acta But it's me you see on your tv cause I hustle baby This rap ###### is so easy I'm getting what you get for a brick to talk greasy By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets If you play me close, for sure I'm gonna pop my heat Niggas saying they going murder 50, how? We ride around with guns the size of little bow wow What you know about AK's and AR 15's? Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and amph beams, huh [Chorus x2] (laugh) ###### homie رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
! M@ro@mD ! قام بنشر August 19, 2005 الكاتب Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Album : Guess Who's Back ( 2o02) >>> 5o CeNt Killa Tape Intro New York City... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? DROP DEAD. [mumbles:] Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop "G UNIT" "Somthin new" I'm not that nigga in your video I'm not a trick I don't love the hoes and Niggaz know, I be on the low but I miss my dawg and I twist my drawer I'm not that nigga that you think you know I walk around with a big fo-fo You front on me I'm gone get at your dawg I be at rite are your crib, right at your door What up 50? Coming up I ain't have much, but I wanted alot I had paper for a hoopty but I wanted a drop so you know, I had make somthing outta nothin Like turn an empty spot into a crack spot pumpin im so hard at nine-teen I bought a benz, I did. The older niggaz really wasn't feelin the kid Try to find where I live so they could run in my crib but you can't hustle a hustler I peeped it and slid Back then, Niggaz used to call me bo At six months I told them "Million go tops on Gar-bo" Country came around, hes into clappin country left, same ###### started happening Like "He shot rob for some ends, rob shot joe for some skins, Cory shot drew and we was friends, money turned boys into men The cycle never changes, ###### just starts again.. "naw nigga, ain't nuthin changed nigga, yea I've been gone for a minute, but I'm BACK!" (###### 50 it's good to see you back in the hood) you see my cherry red SL nigga I'm doin good sometimes I can't find the words to say how I feel so, I take a quote from menace "LOOK AT THE WHEELS!!" I'm addicted to stuntin, now that I'm holdin something, I got a trunk full of guns from VA to ? (oh will you let me hold something?) nigga you high or something? I don't play games I'm bout my money nigga buy something! I got a few 5ths, I got a few 9's, Here nigga take one... "yea, don't ever say I don't do nothing for you nigga, you kno don't say I didn't look out for you. KnowhatImean? But make sure nigga that you go catch some jokes when you come back you gonna have my paper for that thang thang knowhatI'msayin? I don't want it back, don't try to use it then give it back to me Cuz I ya'll niggaz now, runnin around sayin "50 getting all this rap money and he won't help us" ha ha... Sit tight nigga I'm comin! You know? New ######!!! All the ###### I put out on the mix tapes is for the mix tapes I got a million... ... OH MY GOD!! My ###### is so hot right now I'm in the zone رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
! M@ro@mD ! قام بنشر August 19, 2005 الكاتب Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 Rotten Apple (50 Cent) I'm on parole, I used to be on probaaaaaation I'm with my gun I get full coporaaaaaation I tell you "take it off" no hesitaaaaaation Nigga you play around, I lay you down That's how it's goin' down Don't play wit' me, I don't have patieeeeeents My headachin', and I need my medicaaaaaaation Niggaz be hatin', they don't know what they faaaaaacin' Nigga you play around, I lay you down That's how it's goin' down I be in court throwin' signs like I'm a maaaaaason Nigga witness against me, I'ma eraaaaaase 'em If they try an runaway, I'ma chaaaaaaase 'em Now with the pound, and I'm a lay 'em down That's how it's goin' down [Chorus] Better watch how you talk Better watch where you walk On the streets of New York That's how we get down 22's on the jeep Somthin' deep in the seat When we creep wit the heat That's how we get down (50 Cent) Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk Stick up kids don't live long in New York ###### around and catch the wrong jukes on the street Get caught slippin', then get hit wit' like three In every hood in the US, I'm that nigga they feelin' Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villan I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin' right Teachin' the hoodrats what Cristal taste like I put 60 on wrist, 12 on my fist, 100 on my neck We in the hood nigga schemin', what you expect? My S on 22's leave ya hos confuuuuuused On the track ready to choose, like "Daddy we want you" My love live ain't change, the shorties still hug me Bullet wound in my face, and ###### still love me Now Nelly told you how them country boys talk I came to teach you how we put it down in New York That's how we get down [Chorus] Better watch how you talk Better watch where you walk On the streets of New York That's how we get down 22's on the jeep Somthin' deep in the seat When we creep wit the heat That's how we get down (50 Cent) In the city, a young buck'll tell you how the mac spit O.G. give 'em the word, you gonna get yo' ###### hit I don't know why niggaz like to talk bad about me I'm the richest nigga they know without a G.E.D. Man it could be the money, it could be the ice It could be they'd like to be me and can't live my life You should here they be sayin' man "50 be flippin'" "Shot my man over 7 grams, that nigga be trippin'" I know death is promised, I don't fear gettin' murked It's when a nigga half-way killa ya homie, it hurts Now we can hit the club and get it crunked Or you could start some ######, and I could hit you with the pump, you can have it how you want But I know you like my style (Uh-Huh) Ya like how I break it down, wanna get rich? I'll show you how, take this pack, pump these pieces That's how we get down [Chorus] Better watch how you talk Better watch where you walk On the streets of New York That's how we get down 22's on the jeep Somthin' deep in the seat When we creep wit the heat That's how we get down رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
! M@ro@mD ! قام بنشر August 19, 2005 الكاتب Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 That's What's Up (Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) (50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up (Lloyd Banks) Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray See every now and then I smile just not today In my hood they let the choppers spray Somebody probably got shot today I named em pop when niggas surfboard You aint stoppin me dawg Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords You will, die by the gun if you aint droppin ya sword I got tattoos as well as lead marks To me ###### is kinda like racin and I always get a head start My opinion of a sweet dream is a dead NARC Just yesterday guns is blastin with red darts Beef, you a target Cause when we come at yo ######, Aladdin wont be the only one the carpet Man you wanna play wit a ringer? I aint a peoples person I'll give my next door neighbor the finger (###### you) Even though I got the ###### in the stores I'm like a nigga that borrow clothes ######, I'm tryin to get in ya draws Man I'll dump a whole clip in ya mans braids ###### love Nelly, he made it look cool to wear bandaids I'm blowin on ###### haze All of a sudden I'm gased, cause I'm on the radio and I can't wait If you aint up on thangs Lloyd Banks is the name, G-Units the game Now I know to keep low when the heat blow I'll have niggas post up on ya block like I'm shootin the free throw Still get the green from P-dro, better known as Pedro I'm ghetto like a patty ya egg-roll Yea they feinin to stick me, they don't know the meanings is wit me Snuck in wit Christina and Brittney You only spend time at the mall On New Years eve a body drops around the same time as the ball (yea) (Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) That's what's up (50 Cent) Keep thinkin I'm candy Aint nuttin sweet about me Nigaas talkin in the pens and in the street about me Some jake, tryin to watch every move I make Cause my Deez'll make fiends do the up-town shake I'm a pro, far from a amateur, holdin more keys than your ###### janitor They say "God bless the child that could hold his own" You pay cops to hold you down, I just hold the chrome Every breath I take, every step I take, every move I make I got a ruger on my hip You aint gotta like or love me but you gone respect me You need a fifth and 2 clips to try and check me 12 in the afternoon we can start the clappin Look homie I'm down for that day-time action Keep thinkin it's a game time in front of ya home Get the drop on that ###### and shot shadder ya bones (yea) (Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) (Tony Yayo) Listen boy, Tony be the real McCoy When hoes see the new toy, they jump for joy And even though the kid rappin I still got fiens in the hood puffin on that Magic Dragon My guns under my pillow, I sleep wit my shoes on Every single night me and my mack get our groove on Don't get moved on Cause I shoot through your bicepts your tricepts Then breeze through ya projects When the coke come back It's the China White And the d don't sweat us in a bag a rice Let's ride O T And burn the tape I got this bad mommy, her mouth's a sperm bank Since Yayo be a fearless man I donate my heart to them niggas that ran And, those niggas in the hood don't wanna see me famous They rather see my moms make funeral arangements I got enough rhymes, to fill 6 notebooks I been spittin that ###### ever since coke crushed You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the same time I never ever say the same rhyme, it's Tony 2 times Beware of my wraith, I'm gone school you niggas Prepare for class Yo I peep where your puns at, peep where you pumped that Money you tryin to stack I spent it on blunt wraps (Banks) Word to my mother nigga 50 ###### Cent nigga G-Unit nigga We about to gorrilla this industry man Yall niggas better know Yall niggas better fear us nigga Word to my mother nigga ###### yall niggas wanna do 1 2 4 nigga G-Unit 50 Cent Tony Yayo Lloyd Banks nigga Bllllatttt رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
! M@ro@mD ! قام بنشر August 19, 2005 الكاتب Share قام بنشر August 19, 2005 U Not Like Me NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (When it's on, that's who you get, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (That's your ######' click, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (You a ######' snitch, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD [Verse] Niggaz wanna shine like me (me), rhyme like me (me) Then walk around with a 9 like me (me) They don't wanna do it, 3 to 9 like me And they ain't strong enough to take 9 like me Aiyoo, you think about shittin' on 50... save it My songs belong in the Bible with King David I teach niggaz sign language, that ain't def son *click* *click* you heard that? That mean RUN Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stun on, pa Pull through, I'll throw a ###### cocktail at ya' car From the last shootout, I got a demple on my face It's nothin', I could go after Mase's fanbase Shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doctor to get it out Hit my wisdom tooth *huck-too* spit it out I don't smile a lot, cause ain't nothin' pretty Got a purple heart for war, and I ain't never left the City Hos be like "Fitty, you so witty" On the ###### like they heard I ghostwrite for P.Diddy You got fat while we starve, it's my turn I done felt how the shells burn, I still won't learn Won't learn [Chorus 2X] If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me Like me duke, you not like me [Verse] Moma said.. Everything that happened to us, was part of God's plan So at night when I talk him, I got my gun in my hand Don't think I'm crazy, cause I don't fear man Cause I feel when I kill a man, God won't understand I got a head full of evil thoughts, am I Satan I been coulda killed these niggaz, I'm still waitin In the telly with to whores, a Benz with to doors 32 carrots in the traws, no flaws You see me in the hood, I got atleast two guns I carry the glock, Tony carry my M-1s Hold me down nigga, OGs tryin' to rock me D's waitin for my response to lock me This is my hustle, nigga don't knock me You need some ###### with banana clips to try and stop me I'M THE ONE [Chorus 2x] If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me Like me duke, you not like me [Verse] See, I done been to the Pearly Gates, they sent me back The good die young, I ain't eligable for that I shot niggaz, I been shot, sold crack in the street My attitude is gangsta, so I stand some beef You wanna get acquainted with me, you wanna know me From 3 point range, with a glock, I shoot better then Kobe See a nigga standin' next to me, he probably my Co-D See a ###### gettin in my whip, she probably gon' blow me See the flow is like a 38, it's special yoooooo A country boy tell ya, I'm fittin' to blowwwww I'm more like a pimp, then a trick, you knowwww See, I'm in this for the paper, I don't love the hooos Niggaz broke in the hood, worried about mines Grown ###### men, wearin starter piece shines You know them little pieces, with the little stones Got little clientele fiends call your cell phones When the gossip starts, I'm always the topic You too old for that ###### dog, why don't you stop it Shorty, I been watchin you watchin me Now tell me what you like more, my watch or me Haha [Chorus 2x] If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me Like me duke, you not like me *Ad-libing to the end* رابط هذا التعليق شارك More sharing options...
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