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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 kn

Chorus: Lloyd 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 smil

Intro "Niggas bit off Nas shit" - Ghostface Killah "Admit it, you bit it" - G. Dep "Niggas bit off Nas shit, niggas, niggas, bit off, Nas shit" - Ghostface Killah "Admit if, you bit it, bit it" - G. Dep (Repeat) 50 Cent You can be a ridah and ride, or a coward and hide Either way you go aga

Aight, check this shit out Y'all niggaz gon' stay in the car I'm'a go right over here and see somethin Gimme ten minutes, If I don't come out, y'all come in The money stays in the car 'til I say so... Aiyyo, whattup whattup, man This is what y'all niggaz is workin' wit' for 22 cents a gr

50 Cent uhh..uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh..uh uh uh uh uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh..uh uh uh uh Money make a pimp, pimp hoes, hustlas sell dope, thugs gun smoke What(echo) Money make the world go round, as the world turns Money make the world go ro

Uh, yeah, 50 Cent It's Murda Mix Tape Vol. 3 Whoo Kid, Stretch Armstrong nigga Take that, yo, aiyyo Niggas don't wanna see 50 on a track I got these cats that rap scared of me like I'm Ace and Jack Fuck that, if I was you, I be scared of me too Yo Stretch, roll the weed, while I tell 'em what

How you gonna take this? like a Man or a bitch? you gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch? I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich man, I stack chips and I unload clips after 3 Summers in the joint I thought life was hard some niggas started fightin', some niggas found God you know

Uh huh, Uh huh, five, five, one... it's real shit nigga Chorus: You niggas say somethin' slick, you'll get SLAPPED for that You niggas schemin' on some jewels, you'll get CLAPPED for that If ya'll niggas want war, I got the MACK for that Run up with some work, and get your head CRACKED for tha

50 Cent Chorus: It ain't easy to make money (Whoo) So now everybody wanna take money (Uh huh, uh huh) You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money (Take money, uh) Fuck wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money It ain't a game You can call me player yeah, but I ain't playing fair (Uh

If a bitch don't like me Somethin' wrong with the bitch (fuck that bitch) Why... oh why... why... you wanna fuck with me now? Yo Dave, that shit come with the game baby, the money, you know thats how the shit work, you know what I'm sayin' they supposed to love me now baby I'm doin' it n

Trackmasters, 99 shit Huh uh, huh uh, yea Chorus: Slow dough, is better than no dough (fa sho) Get caught talking to popo (what you say to him son?) They hit you with the fofo (blaow, that's right) My niggas is loco (loco) Yo to diss me that's a no-no (no-no) Y'all niggas is so-so (so

Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from broke Got anought heart to sell weed but you scared of dope I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the feds grabbed me Yo ass would hit more notes than Ron Isley I wouldn't rhyme about Rolleys if I had no watch Wouldnt write about crack if I ai

Rule number one don't go against the grain Rule number two give respect where respect due Rule number three if you get knocked play games and say names (gun click sound) the 45 will tear you out the frame Its like the rich get richer and the poor don't get fuckin thing Don't mean nothin ch

[Jennifer Lopez] Oh Yes!! [50 Cent] Uh-huh, Yeah I wanna be the reason u smile after u wipe your tears, the reason u have the courage to confront your fears the reason theres 2 carrots in each your ears I splurge with the paper ma, i don't care How ya like the pumps, boots, jeeps, coops m

Son you smell that? What's 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? Y'all niggas is pussy I'm ballin' now nigga now watch me (watch me) Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me (stop Me) You niggas get

[50] Yeah.. Ja, you ready? Drop that Ferrari F 50 style baby (yeah, yeah) I'ma show 'em how I do it (yeah, yeah) G-g-g-g-g G-UNIT! I keep hearin' niggas is happy, the D's come, niggas wit guns When I'm out on bail, ridin' wit' some new ones Big got hit in that passenger seat Pac got hit in

[Natina] (Shamari) Yo, whoo this is hot, uh-huh See what I believe (What ya believe Natina?) Yeah, I believe that Bring It All To Me Needs a remix, uh-huh yeah (whoo!) like this Kick it 'Mari, uh [Shamari] I've been trying to figure you out for the longest time (uh-huh) Everybody claims t

Saka - 50 Cent[Songtekst]
Chorus] I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P [Repeat] [Verse 1] Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That B

"All Eyez On Me" (feat. Syke) ['Pac talking] Big Syke, Newt, Hank Beugard, Big Sur (yeah) Y'all know how this shit go (y'know) {All Eyez On Me} Motherfuckin O.G. Roll up in the club and shit (is that right?) {All Eyez On Me} {All Eyez On Me} But you know what? [2Pac] I bet you got

[Hook 2x: 50 Cent] I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P [50 Cent] Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That BCB

On the first of the last seven days He saw His world and said: "Give me back all the animals and birds They will be spoiled like all the human beings" He heard the people cry He heard the people sigh But still they didn't pray Then came the other day On the second of the last seven days He saw His

[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 than

[Intro] (50 Cent) I love niggas! I love niggas! Cause niggas are me! And I should only love that 'presents me I love to see niggas go through changes (Whoooo!!) I love to see niggas shoot through shit (Did it again) And to all niggas that do it I love [B.I.G.] To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!)

[2x] Monster How should I feel Creatures lie here Looking through the window First it's her neck, yeah then her back Yeah I'm a freak, I get into all that Girl I perform for ya, like a porno star 'Till you have enough Then I just need a little bit more New music new position New erotic sounds it's

[Intro- 50 Cent] Ahh man You know where the niggas be at right? Take me to 'em [Chorus- 50 Cent] All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin' I'm supposed to die tonight niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the shit okay I'm down to ride tonight We crawlin, whip stolen, A

Intro: Havoc (50 Cent) It`s the Infamous Mobb, M-O-B-B (Ha Ha) We can`t be touched nigga can`t you see (G-Unit!!!) 50 Cent: You do you man cause me I`m `gon do my thang (You know I do my thang) I`m a get my drink on and party like it`s ok Verse 1: 50 Cent Trust me man it`s ok bounce with

Release the hate that`s in your soul Make a fist and fight until you fall You`re not dead because you feel some pain So get up and strike again and again Fuck you all This hatred burns inside Fuck you all We`re gonna fight until we fall Fuck you all The blood that`s shed in time Fuck you

LOST LIES Don't wanna be ruled by you Don't wanna collaps this soon I try to hold you down These are the facts and you have the answers Sink deep down and you'll know my cancer You weren't there for me and now you're a phantom Lose your conviction, don't sound surprised This is the life th

THE NAMELESS No mather how hard I try I'm trapped in my skin and I can't find my way out I want to be like anyone else I wanna show what I'm all about In hell I'm waiting for you To see that I'm around It's hard to understand But you're trapped on the outside Am I asleep or awake I d

Wij zijn pieten, pieten voor altijd. Een coole piete vent, en een stoere pieten meid. We doen erg ons best voor de allerleukste baas. We doen vol trots ons werk voor die lieve sinterklaas. Wij zijn pieten, pieten voor altijd, wij zijn pieten. He test piet weet je nog die keer je miste toen de

"Hustlers Ambition" (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, its real shit, feel this! [Verse 1] America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love me Black Chucks, black skullies,

"What If" [Intro] Yeah Im fuckin with this.. Its that classic shit.. That gangster shit.. Yeah.. [Chorus] Man I watch the sun go up and come down Sayin.. what if? Man I watch the tide roll in and roll out Sayin.. what if? Homie I play the block tryna get my packs off Sayin.. what

"We Both Think Alike" (feat. Olivia) [50 Cent (Olivia) Intro] Yeah.. 50.. Olivia.. We Both Think Alike.. (We Both Think Alike) [50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus] Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh) I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think ali

"I Don't Know Officer" (feat. Lloyd Banks, Ma$e, Prodigy, Spider Loc) [Intro: 50 Cent] It's 50, It's the Unit, that means it's money, ha ha [Chorus: 50 Cent] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you,

"Talk About Me" [Intro] Yeah! Ha Ha! [Chorus] Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be I hear niggaz runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me [Verse 1] I know Boo Boo I mean 50 he a grimey nigga 50 shot my brother I'm a find that nigga We don't see his punk as