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50 Cent

Diskusija u 'Strani Tekst. Pesama' započeta od BaneFromDaHood, 15.06.2009.

  1. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent - Get In My Car

    50 Cent - Get In My Car
    [YOUTUBE]c0oDMT08Zxk[/YOUTUBE]

    [Intro]

    Uhhhhh
    Yeah
    Uhhhhh
    Yeah

    [Verse 1]
    I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it
    Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it
    I make it hot, mothafuckas freeze up when I come through
    Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel
    I might smile and say whats up but I don't fuck with you niggas
    My rap money slow up, I'll run up on you niggas
    I'm on the edge, I'm just waitin' on a nigga to push me
    Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin' at pussy
    We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
    So much chrome on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims
    If your bitch wanna roll, I'ma let her get in
    I don't play but I'm a playa till the mothafuckin' end [gunshots]

    [Chorus x2]
    I got no pickup lines
    I stay on the grind
    I tell the hoes all the time
    Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
    I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
    And when I open that do'
    Bitch get in my car

    [Verse 2]
    Don't tell me you don't know that, uhh I'm the shyiiit
    Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with ya bitch
    I ain't shiting these hoes, man I'm bout my paper
    If your bitch really bout it nigga I'm gon' take her
    Backseat of my jeep, fuck till I fuck up her make up
    Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob
    Tell her if she like me she should keep me icey
    My game fuck with a bitch brain till she think she wifey
    Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes me
    Committment for me, uhh nah not likely
    When I with Vivica, I thought I was onto somethin'
    But then the next week, nah man it was nothin' [gunshots]

    [Chorus x2]
    I got no pickup lines
    I stay on the grind
    I tell the hoes all the time
    Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
    I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
    And when I open that do'
    Bitch get in my car

    [Verse 3]
    Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie
    They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, I'm high
    First its pain when you lust for love, then its smooth and calm
    Feel the rush, like a needles in your arm
    Its a cold world baby girl, lovin' me is not enough
    Find out when you fuckin' broke, love won't get you on the bus
    Man you should see the pretty bitches that be sexin' me
    They suck cock that make 'em hot, I just let 'em stand next to me
    Hundred percent thug, freak too, I'll taste your love
    69's the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh?
    My conversations so deep, I get in your head
    Next thing you know, you yawnin', turnin' over and I'm in the bed [gunshots]

    [Chorus x2]
    I got no pickup lines
    I stay on the grind
    I tell the hoes all the time
    Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
    I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes
    And when I open that do'
    Bitch get in my car

    [Outro]
    Hahaha
    Quit playin' bitch get it
    You know you wanna ride with a nigga
    50 Cent
    G-G-G-G-G-Unit
    [Gunshots]
     
  2. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent - Ski Mask Way
    [YOUTUBE]kvNuw_cZ_a8[/YOUTUBE]

    [Intro]

    Yeah
    I'm Tryin to catch me sumthin
    I'ma catch you sumthin

    [Chorus]
    nigga that watch is nice
    that's what you bought from me
    that chain is nice
    that's what you bought from me
    them earrings is nice
    That's what you bought from me?
    Take that shit off, move I'll break you off properly

    I get mine the fast way, ski mask way
    Make money
    Make money, money, money
    nigga if you ask me
    It's the only way
    Take money
    Take money, money, money

    [Verse 1]
    You wanna spray at me? Go head
    The last nigga that tried
    Got hit, keeled over, and bled 'til he died
    Ya little sister callin you stupid
    Reason why?
    Her and ya momma in the livin room now hog-tied
    I came up wit two new ways to get rich I cant wait
    Got a brand new cig and that old thirty eight
    I be scheming to put a lil' bread on my plate
    Watchin Dre serve skunk through the hole in the gate
    I stick a nigga for his shine sell em' back the next day
    You thought I really wanted ya pussy bitch please
    This is stash house, jack pot, leave her them keys
    My black g-unit hoody just reak of marijuana
    Cocaine comin out my pores in the sauna
    Im serious man I'm so sincere
    This the flow right here that fucked up Jeffery's career
    Make money, take money
    Yeah nigga yeah

    [Chorus]
    nigga that watch is nice
    that's what you bought from me
    that chain is nice
    that's what you bought from me
    them earrings is nice
    That's what you bought from me?
    Take that shit off, move I'll break you off properly

    I get mine the fast way, ski mask way
    Make money
    Make money, money, money
    nigga if you ask me
    It's the only way
    Take money
    Take money, money, money

    [Verse 2]
    Whos dat peepin in my window
    Wow
    The feds on me now
    They know when im sleepin
    They know when im wake
    I know they got my phone taped im screamin fuck jake
    Im tryin to stay out them pens, so I switched states
    Bad news V-A now that sounds great
    I see niggas wit that ice on, rims shined up
    This towns one big pussy waitin to get fucked
    I holla at A-I peoples to get gats
    They charged me 500 a piece for two macs
    Then im back doin me
    Im back out on a spree
    Catch me n' niggas slippin out pumpin dat D
    Give me a lil' crew I'll have em' pumpin for me
    The more product I take the more paper we see
    Change my name in N-Y they don't know where I be
    Yeah a nigga doin dirt but a nigga low key

    [Chorus]
    nigga that watch is nice
    that's what you bought from me
    that chain is nice
    that's what you bought from me
    them earrings is nice
    That's what you bought from me?
    Take that shit off, move I'll break you off properly

    I get mine the fast way, ski mask way
    Make money
    Make money, money, money
    nigga if you ask me
    It's the only way
    Take money
    Take money, money, money
     
  3. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent - A Baltimore Love Thing

    50 Cent - A Baltimore Love Thing

    [YOUTUBE]lkPYKK5Fq5k[/YOUTUBE]

    [Intro]

    She loves me, she loves me not
    Yeah she loves me not

    [Verse 1]
    The fiends need me, I ain't around it, bones ache
    Detox, rehab, cold sweat, watch 'em shake
    I'm not that genie in a bottle, I'm in a bag
    Take one hit, I slide off to the land of the H man
    When we first met, I thought you'd never doubt me
    Now you tryna leave me, you'll never live without me
    Girl, I'm missin' you, come and see me soon
    Tie your arm up, put that lighter under that spoon
    Now put that needle to ya arm princess, stick it in
    Relapse you back bitch, don't ever try that again
    All that shit I did for you, I made you feel good
    We have a love thing, you treatin' this like its just a fling
    What we have is more sacred than a vow or a ring
    You broke my heart, you dirty bitch I won't forget what you did
    If you give birth, I'll already be in love with your kids
    Listen, I don't give a damn if your ass start smokin'
    But we have a bond and its not to be broken

    [Hook x2]
    We got a love thing, girl you try to leave me
    But you need me, can't you see you're addicted to me
    We got a love thing, I can take you higher girl
    Fuckin' with me, you can be all you can be

    [Verse 2]
    Baby you know, on the low your sister be eyein' me
    I'm good lookin', so you know, sure she be tryin' me
    I heard she bisexual, she fuck with that girl
    But boy, oh boy, fuckin' wit me is a whole 'nother world
    After that first night, she fall in love, then chased a feelin'
    I hung out with Marvin when he wrote "Sexual Healing"
    Kurt Cobain even good friends, Ozzy Ozbourne too
    I be with rock stars, see you lucky I'm fuckin' with you
    I chill with Frankie Lyeman and Jimmy Hendrix crew
    See this is new to you, but to me this ain't new
    I live a lavished life, listen if the mood is right
    Me, you, and your sister can do the do tonight
    I never steer you wrong, you're hyper I make ya calm
    I be the incentive and reason for you to move forward
    Let's make a date, promise me you'll come and see me
    Even if it means you have to sell ya mama's TV
    I love you, love me back, no one said lovin' me'd be easy

    [Hook x2]
    We got a love thing, girl you try to leave me
    But you need me, can't you see you're addicted to me
    We got a love thing, I can take you higher girl
    Fuckin' with me, you can be all you can be

    [Verse 3]
    I love you, I got you barefooted on glass, chasin' a dove
    That monkey on your back, symbolizes my love
    Your friends talk bad about me bitch, you sit there and listen to 'em
    Over and over you hurt me, my love is unconditional
    They talk to you when you up, you down they got nothin' to say
    But when you call, I'll come runnin', I'll always take the pain away
    They set you up, to let you down, they crowned you prom queen
    Fiddle about me behind your back, they call you a fuckin' fiend
    Can we just be alone, so I can kiss and hug you
    Push me inside you, no other man can loves you like I do
    Call me daddy, I'll make you feel good, I mean real good
    I found pleasure in pleasin' you, like a real man should
    It was written long before, it was carved in a tree
    Forever me and you baby we were meant to be
    There's more to life than laughter, what brought us together was fate
    And we'll be hand in hand, when you walk through those pearly gates
    And to see to that, I'ma do whatever it takes

    [Hook x2]
    We got a love thing, girl you try to leave me
    But you need me, can't you see you're addicted to me
    We got a love thing, I can take you higher girl
    Fuckin' with me, you can be all you can be
     
  4. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent - Ryder Music

    50 Cent - Ryder Music

    [Intro]
    Yeah
    Yeah we can ride to this
    Just lay back, crew

    [Verse 1]
    Here's a taste of my life, its bitter and sweet
    I put my heart out to the sounds of the drums and the beat
    I put my life on the line when I'm out on the street
    Put my teflon on and roll with my heat
    I keep my circle nice and small, I don't fuck with these clown niggas
    In a race for the cheese, I run laps around niggas
    Soon as I step on stage, the crowd applauds
    Soon as my sneaker wear in stores, Reebok stock soar
    I ain't gotta say I'm a boss, niggas can tell
    The east coast crib, the size of a small hotel
    The shit journalist write about me, get me confused
    Have me feelin' like the heavy weight champ when he lose
    I read somewhere, I'm homophobic shiiit
    Go through the hood, there's mad niggas on my dick
    Now we can get hostile or we can do this smooth
    T&T around, I can still make blow move

    [Chorus x2]
    This is what you call ryder music
    All the gangstas are ridin' to it
    Let's roll, I can show ya how we do it
    When we ride to that ryder music (let's go)
    [Let's go]

    [Verse 2]
    Last year, I woke up, a good look, damn it feels good
    On the low, I done fucked half of Hollywood
    Had your favorite actress from your favorite shows
    In my favorite position, you know how it goes
    In my Bentley bumpin' Prince shit "This is When Thugs Cry"
    This is what it sounds like when hollow tip slugs fly
    Homie, this is somethin' you can ride and smoke to
    Stay on point, cause niggas will ride and smoke you
    Jealousy's for women, but some niggas is bitch made
    They make you wanna run across they're head with a switch blade
    They point their finger at me, sayin' I'm bug
    My flows crack you listen, your fuckin' brains on drugs
    Look, ice drippin' on my neck, hands grippin' on the tec
    Fool trippin' through the set, you can get ya ass whipped
    Cards missin' out my deck, screws loose show respect
    You try to come at me kid, your ass better come correct

    [Chorus x2]
    This is what you call ryder music
    All the gangstas are ridin' to it
    Let's roll, I can show ya how we do it
    When we ride to that ryder music (let's go)
    (Let's go)

    [Verse 3]
    My mama gave birth to a winner, I gotta win
    Pray to Lord, forgive me for my sins
    Still thuggin', cruisin', rims gleamin'
    Like the stones on my wrist
    Zonin', guess this is how it feels to be rich
    Homie, you hustlin' backwards if you chasin' a bitch
    Stupid, chase the paper, they come with the shit
    I'm fallin', in love with success
    Entrepeneure, connoisseur, I maneuver the best
    Rowin', ruger on my lap, rubber grip on the handle
    Stunt I'll have ya homies burn a rest in peace candle
    As wise men speak, I listen and learn
    A man dies, a baby's born, my niggas the world turns
    Rappers, I make 'em sick when I say I'm the shit
    They mistake my confidance for arrogance, they hate on the kid
    In '99, I had a vision and made a decision
    Bein' broke is against my religion, now picked up

    [Chorus x2]
    This is what you call ryder music
    All the gangstas are ridin' to it
    Let's roll, I can show ya how we do it
    When we ride to that ryder music (let's go)
    (Let's go)
     
  5. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent - Just A Lil' Bit

    50 Cent - Just A Lil' Bit
    [YOUTUBE]Nr35Wlmjw5Q[/YOUTUBE]

    [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, I'm like who you with
    G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique
    Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school
    On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves
    I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
    I hit your ass up, boy I done warned you
    Better listen, when I talk, nigga don't trip
    Yo' heat in the car, mine's in this bitch
    I ain't tryna beef, I'm tryna get my drink on
    Got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on
    I'ma kick it at the bar till its time to go
    Then I'ma get shorty here and I'ma 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 I live in a lil bit
    I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
    Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit
    Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
    Get to lickin' and fucking a lil bit

    [Verse 2]
    This is 50, comin' out your stereos
    Hard to tell though, cause I switched the flow
    Eyes a lil low, cause I twist the dro'
    Pockets on swoll cause I move the O's
    My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze
    Come get ya bitch, she on me dawg
    She musta heard about the dough
    Now captain come on and save a hoe
    I get it crunk in the club, I'm off the chain
    Number one on the chart, all the time mayn
    When the kid in the house, I turn it out
    Keep the dance floor packed, thats without a doubt
    And shorty shake that thang like a pro mayn
    She back it up on me I'm like oh mayn
    I get close enough to her so I know she can hear
    System thumpin', party jumpin', I said loud and clear

    [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 I live in a lil bit
    I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
    Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit
    Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
    Get to lickin' and -- a lil bit

    [Bridge]
    Baby you got me feelin' right (ya heard me)
    My mama gone, you can spend the night (ya heard me)
    I ain't playin', I'ma tryna fuck tonight (ya heard me)
    Clothes off, face down, ass up, c'mon

    [Chorus x2]
    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 I live in a lil bit
    I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
    Take 'em off and pull 'em down a lil bit
    Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit
    Get to lickin' and -- a lil bit
     
  6. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent - Gunz Come Out

    50 Cent - Gunz Come Out

    [Chorus x2]

    Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about)
    Ya'll niggas know, find me at my do' when the guns come out

    [Verse 1]
    I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine
    Walk with a little nine, case I get in a bind
    They say I'm fuckin' crazy, they think I'm out my mind
    Cause I'm down to bust a nigga head all the time
    Now you know the hoes, they know how I roll
    In that new Rolls with the suicide doors
    22 inch chrome, a nigga money low
    You try to touch me, I put out ya get ya brains blown
    You go against the grain, pussy and you on ya own
    You right there in my zone, welcome to the terridome
    The ice blowin' my chain, blood blow in my veins
    Blue still in the range, I'm doin' my thang
    The semi auto spray, run if you get away
    I'll find your whereabouts and clap at you another day
    nigga play with the bread, get a hole in ya head
    You touch a dime of mine thug and your ass dead

    [Chorus x2]
    Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about)
    Ya'll niggas know, find me at my do' when the guns come out

    [Verse 2]
    In the hood, hoopty, hate low, niggas don't know I'm around
    Hop out, hit 'em up, lay my murder game down
    You see me in ya projects, 187's in progress
    Hard niggas finna' soften up when that lead touch 'em
    You cut 'em once and keep fight, fuck it just keep cuttin' em
    Its real killa instinct, kill or be killed
    Trust me, you don't wanna feel how hollow tips feel
    Fuck around and get ya cap peeled
    nigga you know the drill, Brownsville
    Flat bush, ground heights, Brooklyn Zoo
    Feed the wolves, they eat the food
    And they ?? fathom too
    nigga welcome to the jungle, New York New York
    Gangstas who signed with me actually let their guns talk
    I'm cool with some bloods, I'm cool with some crippes
    I'm cool but if there's a problem, nigga I got extra clips
    I don't know karate, but I split the bricks
    I don't love 'em loverboy, we the shit bitch

    [Chorus x2]
    Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about)
    Ya'll niggas know, find me at my do' when the guns come out

    [Verse 3]
    I'll come through and touch ya, walk out then cut ya
    In case your dumbass wanna tussle
    AR-15, co-exist to make the shell case muffle
    Scope, infrared, run you're still dead
    Hit your calf, hit your ass, hit ya back, then your head
    Contract killa, murder for the scrilla
    Search, find a nigga, run up behind a nigga
    Shoot car windows out to flatline a nigga
    Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy
    You on your way to meet your maker, nigga are you ready
    No exception to the rule, death is promised
    Plus I just bought my niggas new macs and llamas
    Got respect for you, ?? I will comodate you
    One phone call and niggas will exterminate you
    No future fuckin' with me, there's no tomorrow
    niggas'll run up on you tonight and hit ya the hardest

    [Chorus x2]
    Ya'll niggas know (wut wut ya'll niggas know what I'm about)
    Ya'll niggas know, find me at my do' when the guns come out
     
  7. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent - My Toy Soldier

    50 Cent - My Toy Soldier
    [YOUTUBE]5TaeVO3Gql0[/YOUTUBE]

    [Intro]

    You ready? OK let me wind you up
    Do it exactly the way i say do it
    man, these niggas are pussy, you heard me?
    Get up nice and close (yeah!)

    [Chorus]
    I put that battery in his back
    I'm the reason why he move like that
    That's my mu'fuckin toy Soldier
    I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat
    You dont wanna play wit my Toy Soldier
    I say it's on, then it's on
    Until ya life is over, Fuckin wit my Toy Soldier
    If he's a casualty in war, trust me I got more
    You don't want it wit my Toy Soldier

    [Verse 1]
    This is so close, now follow instructions
    Catch a nigga slippin, run up on him and buck him
    I ain't got no conscience, them whores are nothin'
    They ain't wit us, they against us, We supposed to touch em
    Here's what to do if you see him approach me,
    Pop that nigga, "I dont care if you know me.
    Half the niggas hatin on me used to be homies
    I don't trust em when they smile or when they frown, cause they foney
    Everytime I come around they call the police on me
    Thats why the D's in the precinct know me
    They know 'bout my rap shit, they know bout how i clap people
    I'm like I'm in a track meet, swift wit the mack , B
    You could see the envy in they eyes fa sho mayne
    Mad as a mothafucka that I'm holdin
    See me in the back of the Phantom Rollin
    Quick to make examples outta niggas fa sho man
    Hold me down

    [Chorus]
    I put that battery in his back
    I'm the reason why he move like that
    That's my mu'fuckin toy Soldier
    I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat
    You dont wanna play wit my Toy Soldier
    I say it's on, then it's on
    Until ya life is over, Fuckin wit my Toy Soldier
    If he's a casualty in war, trust me I got more
    You don't want it wit my Toy Soldier

    [Verse 2]
    Shoot, Stab, Kill mufucka
    You ain't bout it I don't want ya around, cocksucker
    Every word out my mouth is felt
    That ?? I pop, the hollows so hot, yo ass will melt
    Barber razor in the club, stunt n I'll give you a ?? stich,
    gored, ya head all taped up
    niggas know how I get down, see they know when I'm around
    Haha, my soldiers around in this,
    some shit go down, and a nigga get laid down
    Its no surprise cause niggas know how I get down
    Black tint on the Testarossa,
    Hammer out the holster, gat in my lap in case u gotta get clapped
    You monkey niggas swing through my hood, we on that gorilla shit
    You clap off and miss, we come back and start killin shit
    Catch us on the corner wearin black chinchilla shit
    We organize discipline, plus we militant

    [Chorus]
    I put that battery in his back
    I'm the reason why he move like that
    That's my mu'fuckin toy Soldier
    I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat
    You dont wanna play wit my Toy Soldier
    I say it's on, then it's on
    Until ya life is over, Fuckin wit my Toy Soldier
    If he's a casualty in war, trust me I got more
    You don't want it wit my Toy Soldier

    [Verse 3]
    [Wierd intro by Yayo]
    I'm in that coupe phantom, and the bodies kitted
    Waves in my head, lookin like tsunamis hit it
    niggas scheme, the infrared beam's on the mac
    I put green on yo head like an Oakland A's hat
    My boy was a dolja, now he a soulja
    My lil' son ?? lettin off the ruger
    In a whip mashed up, lookin for his enemies
    Ridin and gassed up off double D batteries
    Mass casualties, is hooked to them IV's
    50 gimme the word, thats when I squeeze
    Click clack, take that, fall back, its a contract
    50 grand, and 50 man

    [Chorus]
    I put that battery in his back
    I'm the reason why he move like that
    That's my mu'fuckin toy Soldier
    I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat
    You dont wanna play wit my Toy Soldier
    I say it's on, then it's on
    Until ya life is over, Fuckin wit my Toy Soldier
    If he's a casualty in war, trust me I got more
    You don't want it wit my Toy Soldier
     
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    50 Cent - Position Of Power

    50 Cent - Position Of Power

    [Intro]

    Hahaha
    I told niggas not to shoot dice with me
    Look at this stack
    I got money
    I got money
    Hahaha

    [50 Cent]
    Aww nigga don't trip
    I'll kill ya if you fuck with my grip
    I won't hesitate to let off a clip
    Aww nigga don't trip
    You gon' make me get on some shit
    Run up on you quick
    What up, you're whipped
    Aww nigga don't trip
    You gon' get ya monkey ass hit
    Run in ya whip tryna fuck with my clique
    Aww nigga don't trip
    Case you didn't know who this is
    Its 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit
    Aww nigga don't trip

    [Verse 1]
    I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam
    Murcielago, top down, nigga damn
    I'm the biggest crook from New York since son of Sam
    Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my hand
    Thinkin' the east ain't enough, its time to expand
    I plan to head out west and plant my feet down
    A nigga big as King Kong in the street now
    I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib
    Its palm trees and pretty bitches out in Cali kid
    I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks
    Have some supermodel bitches come and suck on some dick
    My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick
    But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy and shit
    niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil charm
    Thirty carrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don
    Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb

    [Chorus]
    nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder
    I got what you need, them trees, that hard, that powder
    My niggas we gee packs, every hour on the hour
    They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
    You fuck around if you wanna

    [Verse 2]
    Where I'm from, you learn to blend in, or get touched
    I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch
    niggas know my stage, they don't fuck with me son
    You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed you my gun
    This is that Ferrari F-50 shit, its real laid back
    Type shit you recline to in the Maybach
    I got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz
    You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one cuz
    I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour, chrome and some wood grain
    You know a nigga still really tryna move cane
    Make a lil extra money on the side mayn
    I ain't playin', I'm up early with the birds word
    Puttin' that work in, parrelli's on the Porsche chirpin'
    I got a hundred mill from music, a hundred grand from crack
    Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack

    [Chorus]
    nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder
    I got what you need, them trees, that hard, that powder
    My niggas we gee packs, every hour on the hour
    They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
    You fuck around if you wanna
     
  9. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent - Build You Up

    50 Cent - Build You Up
    [YOUTUBE]-Akw9n5_pnY[/YOUTUBE]

    [Jamie Foxxx]

    La la la la la la
    Ooh I'd lie for you baby
    Ooh I'd die for you baby

    [50 Cent overlapping]
    I build you up
    But if ever I fall down
    And I need you to pick me up
    Promise me you'll be around
    Hold me down
    I'll build you up

    [Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
    Listen if you let me, I'll be the reason you shine
    Its a secret I want the world to know that you're mine
    But on some real shit, communications could be better
    So I'm writin' a song, instead of a love letter
    They can play it on the radio, a hundred times a day
    I figure when you hear it, you would stop and think of me
    I wanna get to know ya and be the reason you smile
    Girl, you know where I'm from, you know how I get down
    When times are tough, tell me that I'm special
    Not rap, I mean me, that I'm special
    You know they say diamonds are a girl's best friend
    Precious stones, could you put me before them
    If so, I'll see to it that they always around
    Nothin' but the best now, how does that sound
    If I drop a jewel when we talk you can keep it
    Girl, you on my mind all the time, its a secret

    [Chorus x2 - Jamie Foxxx]
    Baby I'll build you up
    Girl if I, never show I have you by my side
    I build you up
    Girl I need to know for sure you're mine
    I need to know for sure

    [Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
    I think about you thinkin' that you feel the same way
    Was it just my imagionation again runnin' away
    If you ready to ride girl come on let's roll
    G-55 fly ma let's go
    Its hard to measure the pleasure of havin' you in my present
    Your smile makes me smile, I'll show you my style
    We can shop a lil bit, I pick out my shit
    One pair at a time, till your shoe games sick
    Now who knows what the future holds, we'll be together probably
    For better or worst, like Whitney and Bobby
    If you wanna play house, we can play house then
    But wait why pretend if you can move in
    Before I be your buddy in bed, let me be your best friend
    Girl, its more than lust, I want your trust
    You keep it real with me, I'll keep it real with you
    Cause I know with you by my side, there's nothin' I can't do

    [Chorus x2 - Jamie Foxxx]
    Baby I'll build you up
    Girl if I, never show I have you by my side
    I build you up
    Girl I need to know for sure you're mine
    I need to know for sure
     
  10. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent - God Gave Me Style

    50 Cent - God Gave Me Style

    [Chorus]

    God gave me style
    God gave me grace
    God gave me style
    God gave me grace
    God put a smile on my face
    Haha, God put this smile on my face
    God made me shine like the sun
    God make me shine like the sun
    Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
    Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
    It ain't my fault

    [Bridge]
    I just reach for style, I'm hot I breaks it down
    It ain't my fault, you can't break it down the way I break it down

    [Verse 1]
    Listen you can call me what you want, black and ugly
    But you can't convince me the Lord don't love me
    When my cds drop, they sell the best
    You call it luck, why can't it just be I'm blessed
    I'm a trackstar, runnin' through life, chasin' my dream
    Best deal I made was tradin' the mic for that triple beam.
    I zone off thinkin' is there really heaven or hell
    So what happens to a changed man who dies in a cell
    I need no answers to these questions, cuz time will tell
    Got a date with destiny, she's more than a girl
    Don't much good come from me, but my music
    Is a gift given from God so I'ma use it (Yeaaah!)

    [Chorus]
    God gave me style
    God gave me grace
    God gave me style
    God gave me grace
    God put a smile on my face
    Haha, God put this smile on my face
    God made me shine like the sun
    God make me shine like the sun
    Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
    Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
    It ain't my fault

    [Bridge]
    I just reach for style, I'm hot I breaks it down
    It ain't my fault, you can't break it down the way I break it down

    [Verse 2]
    Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
    Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
    I drift off on a cloud by myself
    Thinkin' bout nothin' more than life, what else
    These days its hard to tell who really cares for me
    So you when hear this song, you should say a prayer for me
    I put a message in my music, hope it brightens your day
    If times are hard, when you hear it, know you'll be okay
    A O.G. told me God's favorites have a hard time
    You out the hood, that's good now stay on the grind
    I'm a sponge, knowledge and wisdom, I absorb fast
    I'm in a class by myself, you do the math

    [Chorus]
    God gave me style
    God gave me grace
    God gave me style
    God gave me grace
    God put a smile on my face
    Haha, God put this smile on my face
    God made me shine like the sun
    God make me shine like the sun
    Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
    Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
     

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