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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 ft. Olivia - So Amazing

    50 Cent ft. Olivia - So Amazing

    [Chorus - Olivia]

    Summer, winter, spring, and fall
    I'll be around to catch ya calls
    Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
    And I adore you
    You always brighten up my day
    I never ever let you wait
    Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
    And you're amazing (so amazing)

    [Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
    I'm from city to city to shop the show
    See me I been gridin' across the globe
    I hustle hard to get the grib fa sho'
    So when I make time to call you, you should pick up the phone
    Tell me, whats on your mind when you're alone
    Have ya touchin' on yourself, girl all in the zone
    Now if I turned you on
    What things I say would I be wrong
    Then I wouldn't wanna be right
    Matter fact I'd be on the next flight
    Tryna get it on with you tonight
    Do the things you like
    Touch the right spot, have ya piped and hot
    While the wind blow through your hair in the drop
    Just lay back, relax to the sounds of the sex
    And let me to what I do until you climax
    You can go straight to sleep after its all over
    In the mornin' roll over and we can start over

    [Chorus - Olivia]
    Summer, winter, spring, and fall
    I'll be around to catch ya calls
    Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
    And I adore you
    You always brighten up my day
    I never ever let you wait
    Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
    And you're amazing (so amazing)

    [Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
    Yeah I called just to say hope you havin' a nice day
    You're special, I get into you, oops I mean I'm into you
    Every chance I get, I find time to spend with you
    Jet to bring you to me, just to watch a movie
    Better yet to watch you climb into the jacuzzi
    Bubbles in the bath, don in the glass
    Funny how time flies when you full of laughs
    Its fun but before long, a nigga gotta dash
    For the lifestyle I live, a nigga need cash
    To come quick, so I don't fuck with the stash
    I know you like pumps and boots
    I like jeeps and coupes, so I grind all the time, just gimme some loot
    I put a spell on you, I like to call it a spell
    In the bedroom, workin' it well, I don't kiss and tell
    But I don't care if you kiss and tell
    You can tell your girlfriend the details

    [Chorus x2 - Olivia]
    Summer, winter, spring, and fall
    I'll be around to catch ya calls
    Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
    And I adore you
    You always brighten up my day
    I never ever let you wait
    Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
    And you're amazing (so amazing)
     
  2. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent - I Don't Need 'Em

    50 Cent - I Don't Need 'Em

    [Intro]

    Yeah
    It is what it is man
    Uh huh

    [Verse 1]
    Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the crime scene taped off
    It started off a robbery, they blew half his face off
    They seen him shinin', course full of diamonds he bought
    Grindin', his foot slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin'
    The D's came through, asked the niggas if they knew what happened
    Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin'
    Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me
    They put me in a line up last time and they arrested me
    When it come to cookin' coke, they know I got the recipe
    I turn a quarter to a half, thats why they mess with me
    I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks
    A little weed, a little X, a little H, a little crack
    Figure, I push it to the limit, take this shit to the max
    Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat
    Calm, in my palm, fully loaded fire arm
    First to let off, last to run, everytime its on

    [Chorus]
    I tell niggas to suck my dick
    Get the fuck out my face
    Cause I don't need 'em
    Cause they're never around
    When I'm down
    Shot and I'm bleedin'

    [50 Cent]
    What, niggas yeah
    Is there a mothafuckin' problem nigga
    Oh yeah
    That's what I thought so, pussy

    [Verse 2]
    niggas be talkin' about me, they always callin' me crazy
    Fuck them O.G. niggas, they stuck in the eighties
    Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', now you know thats a lie
    nigga you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly
    I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my mind
    Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime
    When I say move, nigga move or get caught in the cross fire
    Up a fence runnin, cut my fuckin' hand on a barb wire
    Shits crazy, just a different day, its the same shit
    Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole fuckin' brain split
    They sit, they see me in the Ashton Martin
    What's the matter, they can't get that Hoopty started
    Thought they was grindin', well goddamn where that money at
    Thought you was fucked, cause you was lettin' paper stack
    You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, you's a busta
    I don't trust ya, I shoulda sent niggas to touch ya

    [Chorus]
    I tell niggas to suck my dick
    Get the fuck out my face
    Cause I don't need 'em
    Cause they're never around
    When I'm down
    Shot and I'm bleedin'

    [Outro]
    What?
    Who said they gonna do somethin' to me
    You must be out your rabbid ass mind
    Fuck around and kill one of these niggas
     
  3. BaneFromDaHood

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    50 Cent ft. The Game, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Lloyd Banks- Hate It or Love It

    50 Cent ft. The Game, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Lloyd Banks- Hate It or Love It
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    [Intro]

    Yeah, let's take 'em back
    Uh huh

    [Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
    Comin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a girl
    Confusin' occurs, comin' up in the cold world
    Daddy ain't around, prolly out committin' felonies
    My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
    I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
    For a fo' finger ring, one of them gold ropes
    Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin coat
    If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'll be dope
    Tossed and turn in my sleep at night
    Woke up the next mornin' niggas done stole my bike
    Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood
    I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

    [Chorus x2 - 50 Cent (Then Game)]
    Hate it or love it, the underdog's ontop
    And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

    Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
    And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me

    [Verse 2 - The Game]
    I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya
    First mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya
    Gritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya
    Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
    At my last show, I threw away my NWA gold
    And had the whole crowd yellin' free Yayo
    So niggas better get up outta mine
    Before I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine
    And I'm rap's MVP
    Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C.
    This nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend
    Mad at us, cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend
    And it seems your little rat turned out to be a mouse
    This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
    Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out
    Who gave the West Coast mouth to mouth

    [Chorus x2 - 50 Cent (Then Lloyd Banks)]
    Hate it or love it, the underdog's ontop
    And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

    Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
    And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me

    [Bridge - 50 Cent]
    From the beginnin' to end
    Losers lose, winners win
    This is real, we ain't got to pretend
    The cold world that we in
    Is full of pressure and pain
    I thought it would change
    But its stayin' the same

    [Verse 3 - Lloyd Banks]
    How many of them boys is with ya
    When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
    I'm walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the club
    Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud
    My role model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough they want me to choke
    My boy just got poked in the throat, now its a R.I.P. Shirt in my coat
    Now I'm speedin' reminiscin', holdin' my weed in never listen
    If I see him and lift him and maybe that'll even the score
    And if not, then that'll be me on the floor

    [Chorus x2 - 50 Cent (Then Tony Yayo)]
    Hate it or love it, the underdog's ontop
    And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

    Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
    And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me

    [Verse 4 - Tony Yayo]
    I started out at fifteen, scared as hell
    I took thirty off a pack and I made them sell
    As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot
    With that little duece duece and my triple fat goose
    Sippin' easy Jesus rockin' the laces
    Mama whipped me and when she found my pieces
    I look back on life and think God I'm blessed
    We the best on the planet so forget the rest

    [Verse 5 - Young Buck]
    You know I'm still nice with my cooked game
    Look mayn, its a hood thang thats why I'm loved in Brooklayn
    I handle mine just like a real nigga should
    If I do some time, homie I'm still all good
    Let me show what a thug that born to die
    I took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my four five
    And I ain't even got my feet wet yet
    A seven figure nigga who ain't seen a royalty check bitch

    [Chorus x2 - 50 Cent (Then Young Buck)]
    Hate it or love it, the underdog's ontop
    And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

    Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
    And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me
     
  4. Smixsi

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    50 Cent - Put Your Hands Up

    Uh, all I do is this
    Stunt when I want, ride new shit
    Uh, all I do is this
    Uh, niggas new to this

    [1[SUP]st[/SUP] Verse]

    I’m super-rich like Russell, naw Leor
    I’m decked out, my bitch smell like Dior
    She spoiled, she want it, she can have that
    Your bitch cool, but where her Birkin’ bag at?
    You can tell a lot about a nigga by his bitch
    Be my guest, look at mine, I’m the shit
    I’m hot, my shit bump coast to coast, don’t it?
    I get bread my watch I blew a loaf on it
    Get caught staring at that get smoked for it
    Fool, my swag unlimited
    So fly, ain’t shit I can’t buy
    Louis Vuitton kicks, my Louis Vuitton bitch
    Fresh off the runway, get your one one-day
    Catch me in Milan, tuxedo on
    The black James Bond, nigga I’m a Don
    I do what I want, when and where I want

    [Hook]

    Put your hands up, put ‘em where my eyes can see
    What’s up, you know you wanna party with meLet’s f-ck, 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
    Let’s f-ck, we wilding in the place to be
    Nigga quit playing

    [2[SUP]nd[/SUP] Verse]

    Catch me riding solo, Purple Label Polo
    Paparazzi photo my side bitch in Manolo
    It’s all about dough though, my knuckle game like ?
    Plus I get to shooting, but keep that on the low though
    (Hey!) Nigga, I don’t really got to talk about it
    Me, I get paper, moves I make major
    Shoes I rock – gator, wing tips player
    My style so pure, I’m so couture
    I’m down by ? so the ? be ?
    Hold up, wait a minute, money – I’m gonna spend it
    Or why the f-ck would I hustle hard to get it?
    So many flows, the hoes be on the di-d!ck
    And when they pop it and lock it, they know I’m with it
    Dame lingua, give while I hit it
    She a star, fresh from PR
    Give me more, baby
    give me more

    [Hook]

    Put your hands up, put ‘em where my eyes can see
    What’s up, you know you wanna party with me
    Let’s f-ck, 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
    Let’s f-ck, we wilding in the place to be
    Nigga quit playing
     

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