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Le1toДата: Понедельник, 22.03.10, 17:09:51 | Сообщение # 1
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Back Down

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Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!)
Ha ha...

Chorus: 50 Cent

It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN
Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN
Every little nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fuckin hold SHAQ DOWN
Next time you in the hood and see an ol G
You ask about me, the young boy don't BACK DOWN

Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid
Must decease existin, little nigga, now listen
Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasin
Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fuckin erase them
Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard
Knowin that, you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard
Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle
I eatcha for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your necklace
and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would
Sell his soul for cheap, trade his +Knight+ to be Suge
You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectfu cuz to me you're a mystery
I know niggaz from ya hood, you have no history
Never sold nothin, never popped nothin, nigga stop frontin
Jay put you on, X made you hot
Now you run around like you some big shot
Ha, ha pussy...

[Chorus]

"This rap shit is all fucked up now! What are we gonna do now?
How we gonna eat man? 50 back around"
That's Ja's lil punk ass thinkin out loud
Southside, Tah died, that's just how I get down
I'm back in the game shawty, to +Rule+ and conquer
You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster
I'm the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers
All the other hard niggaz, they come from Yonkers
It's been years and you had the same niggaz in the background
You never gonna sell unless Cadd Tah's crack child
Them niggaz they just SUCK, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say "they like them in the hood"
I'm back better than ever, on top of my game
Even them country boys sayin "50 we feelin you mayn"
Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York City's own...BAD GUY (BAD GUY)

[Chorus]

I ain't tellin anyone you pussy
I ain't tellin anyone you gettin extored
It ain't over.... (G-UNIT)
I've been patently waitin to BLOWW
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the "50 Cent Show"
This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you can't sleep
I'm a nightmare huuhhhh
You hired cops to hold you down cuz you fear for your life
You heard about them guns I done bought, right?
I ain't goin no where, I done told you nigga
I'ma G-Unit motherfuckin solider nigga (They not gon like you)
I know, I know...ha, ha (G-UNIT)

 
Le1toДата: Понедельник, 22.03.10, 17:11:52 | Сообщение # 2
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Get Up

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Man I'm gonna do my thang,(Get up!)
It's crazy in the club when I'm in there man. (Get up!)
trust me homie I'm not playin (Get up!)
now get on the dance floor off the chain
I say(Get up!)
I came to bring me that California love
and a lil new york hatin it's all of the above
And when I'm playin I'm sayin I'm off the chain
you niggas better follow the instructions
I said (Get up!)

[Verse 1]:

I ball till i fall
I stunt till i drop
I'm off the show room floor
Not the used car lot
You buy a bottle
I buy the bar
I make every other week feel like mardi gras
When i get in to it
I get in to it
everybody can't do it the way i do it
I make it rain (rain)
Till the sun come out
A nigga playin (playin)
we make the guns come out
Now, my question is
Who they gonna blame
when I'm back number one on the billboard again
shit, shift now the game done change
since Mike made thriller and Prince made purple rain
I guess I make the kids wanna slang
and NWA made the west coast bang
Nah it's just music
man it's just music
Now get your ass on the dance floor and move it

[Chorus 2]:

I have the south warfare
I'm the reason everybody here
I say(Get up!)
I make it hot, I make it hot in here
Your feet hurtin I really care
I said (Get up!)
I want to see yo, I want to see you move
and get all into the grove
I said(Get up!)
I'm getting money man I really don't care
let me see you put your hands up in the air
I said(Get up!)

[Verse 2]:

Girl, you look good
I want to know you better
You look good in them jeans and them red steletos
You got a bently
coup booty baby
I want to drive
see i tell you what mileage is
when i'm inside
i'ma take you for a spin
You know round and round
switch gears till your love come down
I take you to the point of no return
If you listen you learn
just how a nigga earn
I got money to burn
While the Gap Band play
she dropped the bomb on me
it's up and down
and up and down
Gracefully
Rick James would have said she a brick house
or fifty you should go home to see
What that bitch bout
I found out she like it how I like it, huh,
back it up
get cha some
I know how to get you sprung
tune you up
use your tounge
under the hood it's so good
she said it's so good
goddamn I'm so hood
Nigga wattup

[Chorus 2]:

I have the south warfare
I'm the reason everybody here
I say (Get up!)
I make it hot, I make it hot in here
Your feet hurtin I really care
I said (Get up!)
I want to see, I want to see you move
and get all into the grove
I said (Get up!)
I'm getting money man I really don't care
let me see you put your hands up in the air
I said (Get up!)

[Outro]:

And get into it
You are now rocking with the unit
I said (Get up!)
and get into it
we gonna show you just how we do it
I said (Get up!)
Aftermath, still shady aftermath
I said (Get up!)
Aftermath, still shady aftermath

 
Le1toДата: Понедельник, 22.03.10, 17:18:10 | Сообщение # 3
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Baby By Me

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Have a baby
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire

[Chorus]

Shawty said take it off, I take it off
Climb right outta my clothes
Want me to break you off, I break you off
Till your love come down on them walls
I'm extremely focused when I'm strokin'
I bet I'll get you open
I'll leave your headboard broken, you think I'm jokin'
I bet I'll get ya open

[Part I]

First it's her neck, yeah then her back
Yea I'm a freak, I get into all that
Girl I perform for ya, like a porno star
Till ya had enough then I just need a lil' bit more
New music new move new position
New erotic sounds is goin' down now listen
I can hear your heartbeat your sweatin'
I can paint a perfect picture
I get deeper and deeper
I told ya I'd get ya
I work that murk that just the way ya like it baby
Turn a quickie into an all nighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we be movin' as fast as a Nascar ride
Switch gears slow down, go down whoa now
You can feel every inch of it when we intimate
I use my tounge baby, I'll leave you sprung baby
I'll have ya head spinnin' sayin 50 so crazy

[Chorus]

Shawty said take it off, I take it off
Climb right outta my clothes
Want me to break you off, I break you off
Till your love come down on them walls
I'm extremely focused when I'm strokin'
I bet I'll get you open
I'll leave your headboard broken, you think I'm jokin'
I bet I'll get ya open

[Bridge]

Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire

[Part II]

Girl I want you to gimmie what you got then gimmie more
Baby you can start on top on all fours
You know I like it, when you get into it
Don't nobody do it, uh, like I do it
Feel the rush, from my touch get intoxicated
Drunk off my love, call it hennessy thug
Passion ya laughin' I make you smile on a regular
Tell me what you want, shawty that's what I'ma give to ya
I need you to give what I need, I want the liquor and weed
I need you to maybe give me a seed
I need you to give me reason to breath
I need you, I'm tellin' you this and now you know what I need
I be your part-time or full-time lover significant other
No matter which was it go, I'm oh so gutter
Girl you can get it how ever you wan' get it
I'm feelin ya style, I'm tellin' you right now I'm with it

[Chorus]

Shawty said take it off, I take it off
Climb right outta my clothes
Want me to break you off, I break you off
Till your love come down on them walls
I'm extremely focused when I'm strokin'
I bet I'll get you open
I'll leave your headboard broken, you think I'm jokin'
I bet I'll get ya open

[Bridge]

Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire

 
Le1toДата: Понедельник, 22.03.10, 17:20:23 | Сообщение # 4
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Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley

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[Hook]
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
My jeans are never empty
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
This scheming don’t affect me

[Lloyd Banks]
I’m fresh Im fly, Im so damn high
more than 500 horses when I roll by
I’m calm I’m cool, everything brand new
I don’t hand cuff you can get your whole damn crew

Get in my Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
beat it I bet she let me
she been fiending since she let me
I’m the coolest sh-t especially when I throw on all my Gretzky
got my sm-sm-smith and Wessie to protect me so respect me
this is heavy new Bentley
color vanilla and cherry and radio Pirelli make a movie out the getty
where my ring and my confetti and Kobe Bryant ready
pimples A and chronic smelly while stumbling out the telly
Im so fly Im so ferry and the way I flow is very
ginsu or machete, move my pencil move his deli
platinum band platinum bezzie
make a straight girl out of lezzie
magazine mac bezzie keep my windows like the prezzie
press a button than I’m stuntin
my roof look like it’s duckin
meter go 2 hundred something
and my trunk do when it’s bumpin
I am not the one for jumpin I will racket out and stump him
dump him, your better off dead, ya money red

[Chorus - Juelz Santana]
I’m fresh Im fly, Im always high
got ya b-tch waving at me when I roll by
[Lloyd Banks]
I’m calm Im cool everything brand new
I don’t handcuff you can get the whole damn crew

[Hook]
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
My jeans are never empty
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
This scheming don’t affect me

[Juelz Santana]
Whether Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
I be movin’ I be movin’
making movies Tom Cruisin’
If its action than Im shootin’
pockets fat, necks stuntin’
boy my nick name should be Ruben
my Columbian connect told me the Mexicans have moved in
and he know just how I get it so we bout to introduce him
got a girl named cigar called her that because she Cuban
got a black chick that be boosting
got a white girl that be boothin
gotta watch her cos she use it
but she f-ck me like she stupid
and she always ready to give me that becky
last time it was so good I almost crashed my Bentley
hit the club ordered bottles see the sparks in the sky
will have this whole b-tch lookin’ like the 4th of July
but if you get to frontin and the pushing lead to shoving
we just bussin and we leaving like it’s nothin’
if it aint the Gucci or the Louie than it’s Polo or its Rugby
and this b-tch that roll with me she be baggin’ for me

[Hook]
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
My jeans are never empty
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
This scheming don’t affect me

[Chorus - Juelz Santana]
I’m fresh Im fly, Im always high
got ya b-tch waving at me when I roll by
[Lloyd Banks]
I’m calm Im cool everything brand new
I don’t handcuff you can get the whole damn crew

[Lloyd Banks]
I got a girl named Kima
and Kima like Christina
baby three don’t make a crowd it make a sex scene meaner
I just wanna get between her
turn it over scream her
than it’s one, two, I’m through, see ya
I scoop her in my Beamer, Benz or Bentley…

[Hook]
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
My jeans are never empty
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley
This scheming don’t affect me

 
Le1toДата: Среда, 21.04.10, 22:24:27 | Сообщение # 5
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Candy Shop (feat. Olivia)

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[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia]
[50 Cent]
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep goin 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot
(woah)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You can have it your way, how do
you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should
i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to
the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a
teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby
it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the
rental
On the beach or in the park, it's
whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love
doctor
Have your friends teasin you 'bout
how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it
baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing
round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to
this shit
After you work up a swear you can
play with the stick
I'm tryin to explain baby the best
way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your
hands (ha ha)

[Chorus]

[Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh
yeah)

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the
rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like
this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like
this
Soon as I come through the door she
get to pullin on my zipper
It's like it's a race who can get
undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch
em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after
I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from
behind
So seductive, you should see the
way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when
we grind
As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I
aint stoppin
Drippin wet with sweat man its on and
popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle
after bottle its on
And we gon' sip til every bubble in the
bottle is gone

[Chorus 2x]

 
Le1toДата: Среда, 21.04.10, 22:25:11 | Сообщение # 6
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Drama Setter

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[Intro]
[Block Guard] Mr. Yayo. You're free to go
So I guess this means I'll see you tomorrow, eh?
(Block guard laughs)(Eminem laughs)
[Eminem] Yeah! Haha. Guess who's home?!
Tony Yayo! Yeah! Obie Trice c'mon!
[Tony Yayo] Here we go now!

[Chorus - Eminem]
I'm a drama setter, grippin my berretta
Sippin Armeretta, man you crazy
If you think I'ma let up
I told you I'm a drama setter
I'll be the first to set it, homie
You can bet it, just don't get in the way
Of my cheddar, man cause I'm a drama setter
I don't go looking for no trouble
But somehow the trouble always finds me
Don't make me have you in the trauma center
With your momma crying cause her only son is dying
She don't know it's just your karma catchin up
Cause I'm a drama setter

[Tony Yayo]
Told you man, I'm Riker's Island Pokemon
I got COs bringing me filet mignon
But now a nigga home lookin frail in the drop (what up)
With a bitch shotgun that's inhaling the cock
I got rocks on my neck the size of bottle tops
And got glocks in the Lex so we ride behind cops (break it down now)
Broke days, we used to put water in our cereal
Now we're crossing borders just to shoot another video
It's Tony Montana on full body armor
Soning niggaz like Alfredo in The Godfather
Two shot revolver, that Dillinger shit
And the AR-15 bending your Six
We taking trips to Morocco just to tan
We smoke weed in restaurants in Amsterdam
I was worth a hundred grams, now I'm worth a cool million
I'll put money on your hairline, your dime and your children

[Chorus - Eminem]
I'm a drama setter, grippin my berretta
Sippin Armeretta, man you crazy
If you think I'ma let up
I told you I'm a drama setter
I'll be the first to set it, homie
You can bet it, just don't get in the way
Of my cheddar, man cause I'm a drama setter
I don't go looking for no trouble
But somehow the trouble always finds me
Don't make me have you in the trauma center
With your momma crying cause her only son is dying
She don't know it's just your karma catchin up
Cause I'm a drama setter

[Obie Trice]
Since Yayo is home, them A-Rs is drawn
Obie's Gorilla-Unit, fuck affiliation
We are one, it is senseless for you to prevent this
The 40 cal'll put you up under some photosynthesis
At any given instant (gunshot) another incident
You just got a glimpse of Obie and Yay's temperment
And we holding them Ks, that's why homie won't age
Isn't it that Tony's enraged, they thow him in cages
But now my nigga's loose, our crews is bulletproof
All brought to you from whom's pupils' baby blues
His short fuses put your portrait on the news
Nigga, them screws is loose when you fuckin with them Shady dudes

[Chorus - Eminem]
I'm a drama setter, grippin my berretta
Sippin Armeretta, man you crazy
If you think I'ma let up
I told you I'm a drama setter
I'll be the first to set it, homie
You can bet it, just don't get in the way
Of my cheddar, man cause I'm a drama setter
I don't go looking for no trouble
But somehow the trouble always finds me
Don't make me have you in the trauma center
With your momma crying cause her only son is dying
She don't know it's just your karma catchin up
Cause I'm a drama setter

[Tony Yayo]

I got fat while I was gone, but now I'm here
And yall rappers only bust shots only in fear
Chinchillas on my back, itchy fingers on the Mac
Get scrilla off of crack, get 50's shooter back
Listen homie, don't let them niggaz amp you money
Cause I got niggaz in Queens that kill for Pamper money
Move like kaiser, Jayson Williams slaughter the driver
My daughter Maniyah, know that the kid spit fire
Reality rap, nigga check my salary cap
I give guns to my soldiers with a battery pack
What you know about light planes and heavy coke
And them drugs being smuggled on them fast speed boats
It's the rap tycoon, Tony yall all know me
See me on MTV, I'm a parolee
I was out for twelve hours and went right back in
For three hots and one cot doing time in the pen

[Chorus - Eminem]
I'm a drama setter, grippin my berretta
Sippin Armeretta, man you crazy
If you think I'ma let up
I told you I'm a drama setter
I'll be the first to set it, homie
You can bet it, just don't get in the way
Of my cheddar, man cause I'm a drama setter
I don't go looking for no trouble
But somehow the trouble always finds me
Don't make me have you in the trauma center
With your momma crying cause her only son is dying
She don't know it's just your karma catchin up
Cause I'm a drama setter

[Outro]
[Tony Yayo] Yeah, nigga! Thank you Marshall
[Eminem] Haha, no problem
[Tony Yayo] We don't stop!
[Eminem] Nah!
[Tony Yayo] Save the best for the last. Talk of New York - Thoughts of a Predicate Felon, baby
[Eminem] Yeah, man
[Tony Yayo] Blue Hefner, Lloyd Banks, you know. Buck Marley, Young Buck, Curtis 'Interscope' Jackson
[Eminem] 'Shady-Aftermath' Mathers. Ooh!
[Tony Yayo] Olivia
[Eminem] O. Trice, Stat Quo
[Tony Yayo] We gonna keep getting this money, yall rappers gonna keep hatin
[Eminem & Tony Yayo] Fuck yall! (Haha)
[Tony Yayo] Yall want problems? I'm built for this shit. Shady-Aftermath, G-Unit
[Eminem & Tony Yayo] We run this rap shit!

 
Le1toДата: Среда, 21.04.10, 22:26:06 | Сообщение # 7
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21 Questions

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New York City!
You are now rapping...with 50 Cent
You gotta love it...
I just wanna chill and twist a lot
Catch suns in my 7-45
You drive me crazy shorty I
Need to see you and feel you next to me
I provide everything you need and I
Like your smile I don't wanna see you cry
Got some questions that I got to ask and I
Hope you can come up with the answers babe

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

[50 Cent]
If I feel off tomorrow would you still love me?
If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me?
If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century,
Could I count on you to be there to support me mentally?
If I went back to a hoopty from a Benz, would you poof and disappear like
some of my friends?
If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?
If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?
I'd get out and peel a nigga cap and chill and drive
I'm asking questions to find out how you feel inside
If I ain't rap 'cause I flipped burgers at Burger King
would you be ashamed to tell your friends you feelin' me?
And in bed if I used to my tongue, would you like that?
If I wrote you a love letter would you write back?
Now we can have a lil' drink you know a nightcap
And we could go do what you like, I know you like that

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now (Woo!)
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

[50 Cent]
Now would you leave me if you're father found out I was thuggin'?
Do you believe me when I tell you, you the one I'm loving?
Are you mad 'cause I'm asking you 21 questions?
Are you my soulmate? 'Cause if so, girl you a blessing
Do you trust me enough, to tell me your dreams?
I'm staring at ya' trying to figure how you got in them jeans
If I was down would you say things to make me smile?
I treat you how you want to be treated just teach me how
If I was with some other chick and someone happened to see?
And when you asked me about it I said it wasn't me
Would you believe me? Or up and leave me?
How deep is our bond if that's all it takes for you to be gone?
And always remember girl we make mistakes, to make it up I do whatever it take
I love you like a fat kid love cake
You know my style I say anything to make you smile

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

Could you love me in a Bentley?
Could you love me on a bus?
I'll ask 21 questions, and they all about us
Could you love me in a Bentley?
Could you love me on a bus?
I'll ask 21 questions, and they all about us

 
Le1toДата: Среда, 21.04.10, 22:26:38 | Сообщение # 8
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Don't Push Me

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[50 Cent]
I need you to pray for me (and)
I need you to care for me (and)
I need you to want me to win
I need to know where I'm heading, 'cause I know where I've been

The flow is bone crushin', it's nothin'
I come up with somethin'
Come through your strip, frontin', stuntin'
It's something you want, 745 chrome spinners
Haters hate that I'm winnin'
Man I've been hot from the beginnin'
Motherfuckers envy the kid, control your jealousy
'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fittin' to catch a felony
Pistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it poppin'
Once I squeeze the first shot (gun shot), you know I ain't stoppin'
Till my clip is empty, I'm simply
Not that nigga you should try your luck with, or fuck with
Hollow-tip shells struck you with your bones broken, guns smokin', still locin',
what nigga, lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling

[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]
Right now I'm on the edge, so don't push me
I aim straight for your head, so don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead, so don't push me
I got somethin' for your ass, keep thinkin' I'm pussy

[Lloyd Banks]
I done lost my bigger nigga, and I didn't cry
To young to understand, the consequences of a man
Livin' a lie, I gotta get that money
I'll be damned if I'm bummy
Gotta watch my back around these niggas, cause they funny
20 years, of watching my mama's tears
Got my heated, heavily weeded
Smoking that bong, cause I need it
These niggas don't want me ballin', they want me buried
Balled in the dirt, from shots flurried
Layin' with bugs under my shirt
I got plans to hop up in that Hummer
'Cause I'm a stunner, I sit back and wonder
When them angels, gonna call my number
Under my chest is a heart of a lion
I ain't lying, bounty hunters got me flyin'
With my iron, high as a giant
I'm runnin' from nothin', my stomach is touchin', what I'm clutchin'
To give you more than a concussion, end of discussion
My blood is colder, so I'm bolder
Hennessey and soda, hood on my shoulder
Look in the mirror, I see a soldier

[Chorus 2X]

[Eminem]
These are my ideas
This is my sweat and tears
This is shit that I saw with my balls, my ears
This is me, who's gotta be
What you see on TV, what you hear on CD, what appears easy
Man these teenie boopers see me on these magazine covers
In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies
Frontin' like it's all fun and games, 'til the shoot'em up bang
And you see your brains hang and you see we ain't playin'
Ain't sayin' we ain't layin' down at night and ain't prayin'
I bullied my way in this game, man I'm done playin'
Man I'm done sayin' that I'm done playin', I'm a start layin' into these
motherfuckering cocksuckers
There's no way I'm back down, like a god damn coward
I can't, how would I look as a man, bowin' to his knees
Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me
And not lash back out at 'em, please
Oh, whao, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me, not Marshall
You wanna see Marshall? I'll show you Marshall
I try to show you art, but you just pick it apart
So I see I have to start, showin' you fuckin' old farts,
A whole other side, I wanted to not show you
So you know you're not dealing with some fuckin' marshmallow
Little soft yellow, punk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause

[Chorus 2X]

Shady Aftermath nigga, G-Unit, rap juggernauts of this shit, we takin' over

 
Le1toДата: Среда, 21.04.10, 22:27:35 | Сообщение # 9
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Amusement Park

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[Intro:]
50

Ferrari F-50

[Chorus:]
Shorty you aint gotta tick-tock just move it to the side
If you wanna ride on a roller coaster baby come on and ride
It goes up and down and round and round
Stand up or get on the floor
Its only night I know what you like
And I just had a break yall

[Verse 1:]
Good Evening Ladies I tell you from the start
I'm hoping you enjoy my amusement park
There's lots of activities fun things to do
And now I find my pleasure in pleasing you
Some rides go fast some rides go slow
If your heights went up high yeah I go low
It tastes so sweet let's dig in cotton candy
You can carry the weight we can start in a family
It's a perfect time for a magic trick
Girl you know there's no fun without the magic stick
Now watch me as I pull a rabbit out a hat
Then you can use the rabbit all over your cat
Applause now it's the first half of my act
Started as a pimp now I'm more like a mat
I don't need your paper just don't fuck with my stats
(Oh it's like that?) Yeah it's like that

[Chorus:]
Shorty you aint gotta tick-tock just move it to the side
If you wanna ride on a roller coaster baby come on and ride
It goes up and down and round and round
Stand up or get on the floor
Its only night I know what you like
And I just had a break yall

[Verse 2:]
Now you can ride the horse around the carousel
Explosions Trojans all in the hotel
Put me to the test girl I don't fail
Now work it out
Without a doubt
There's plenty water rising I'm sure it'll get you wet in the pot
Have your luster's seduction considered or not
Throw a hoop around the bottle, I'll be your teddy bear
Whatever color you like you know I don't care
I really want to thank you for attending this affair
Now go and come with your friends to come have fun here
I smile when I speak put up your hands sincere
And your pass is valid all summer my dear
So watch everything that you can always return
There's so many tricks to the trade you should learn
Suck that, Lick that, Swallow that lollipop
Forget that, Brick that, Ride it non-stop

[Chorus:]
Shorty you aint gotta tick-tock just move it to the side
If you wanna ride on a roller coaster baby come on and ride
It goes up and down and round and round
Stand up or get on the floor
Its only night I know what you like
And I just had a break yall

 
Le1toДата: Среда, 21.04.10, 22:27:42 | Сообщение # 10
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Ayo Technology

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feat. Timbaland, Justin Timberlake
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Somethin special, unforgettable
50 Cent (Cent) Justin (Tin) Timbaland (Land) God Damn (Damn)
She-She-She want it, I wanna give it to her
She know that... it's right here for her
I wanna, see her break it down
I'm ballin, throwin money 'round

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
She a workin girl, she work the pole, she break it down, she take it low
She fine as hell, she 'bout the dough, she doin her thing out on the flo'
Her money money, she make it make it, look at the way she shake it shake it
Make you wanna touch it, make you wanna taste it
Have you lustin for it goin crazy face it
Now don't stop, get it get it, the way she shake it make you wanna hit it
Think she double jointed from the way she split it
Got your head fucked up from the way she did it
She so much more than you used to, she know just how to move to seduce you
She 'gon do the right thing and touch the right spot
And dance in your lap till you ready to pop
She always, ready, when you want it she want it
Like a nympho, the info, I'll show you where to meet her
On the late night, till daylight, the club jumpin
If you want a good time, she 'gon give you what you want
Let me talk to you

[Chorus: Justin Timberlake]
Baby you so new age, your like my new craze
Let's get together baby we can start a new phase
This smoke's got the club all hazy spotlights don't do you justice baby
Why don't you come over here? You got me sayin
Ayo!!!! I'm tired of usin technology
Why don't you sit down on top of me?
Ayo!!!! I'm tired of usin' technology
I need you right in front of me
(Oooh Oooh!!!) She wants it, uh, uh, she wants it
(Oooh Oooh!!!) She wants it, so I gotta give it to her
(Oooh Oooh!!!) She wants it, uh, uh, she wants it
(Oooh Oooh!!!) She wants it, so I gotta give it to her

[Timbaland]:
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
Let me tell you your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
Let me tell you your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
Let me tell you your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
let me tell you girl

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Got a thang for, that thang she got
The way she make it tick, the way she make it pop
I make it rain for her so she don't stop
I ain't got to move, I can sit and watch
In the fantasy, it's plain to see, just how it be, her and me
Backstrokin, sweat soakin, all into my satin sheets
When she ready to ride, I'm ready to roll
I'll be in this bitch till the club close
Watchin her do her thing on all fours
Now that that there should be against the law
From side to side, left to right, break it down, down, down
Know I like, when your hype, and you throw it all around
Different style, different mood, damn I like the way you move
Girl you got me thinkin 'bout, all the things I'll do to you
Let's get it poppin shawty we could switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen
Let me talk to you

[Chorus: Justin Timberlake]
Baby you so new age, your like my new craze
Let's get together baby we can start a new phase
This smoke's got the club all hazy spotlights don't do you justice baby
Why don't you come over here? You got me sayin
Ayo!!!! I'm tired of usin technology
Why don't you sit down on top of me?
Ayo!!!! I'm tired of usin' technology
I need you right in front of me
(Oooh Oooh!!!) She wants it, uh, uh, she wants it
(Oooh Oooh!!!) She wants it, so I gotta give it to her
(Oooh Oooh!!!) She wants it, uh, uh, she wants it
(Oooh Oooh!!!) She wants it, so I gotta give it to her

[Timbaland]
Your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
Let me tell you your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
Let me tell you your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
Let me tell you your hips, your thighs, they got me hypnotized
let me tell you girl

 
Le1toДата: Среда, 21.04.10, 22:28:26 | Сообщение # 11
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Bad News

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Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news

[Lloyd Banks]
Niggaz mad cause I'm flossin' bad
I ain't a wrestler, but I'll put your bitch the Boston crab
I talk money cause it costs to brag
Round here bitches walk around wit the hair that the horses had
Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks
I don't really like to exercise but I'll push up on a bitch
Y'all sweet like ninety-nine bananas
That's why I got ninety-nine niggaz wit ninety-nine hammers
They all want a nigga to stop
Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
I'm just a playa that found out where the coaches know
That's why I'ma be around longer than the Oprah show
You and your man y'all both should know
That all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
Shit I been hated since the fifth grade
That's why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Tony's back at it again)

[Tony Yayo]
Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks
See where they rest at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their daily routine
So the second rule please leave the crime scene please
Third rule pick a day, fourth rule pick a time
Fifth rule pick a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet
So when the shootout you leave him six feet deep
Eighth meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes
Ninth rule don't say shit cause po-po listen
Fuck around you end up being stuck in the system
And the tenth rule don't put a tag on a broken heart
Just put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you heading

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

[50 Cent]
Don't go go against me I'll hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of your earrings
My confidence level's high nigga can't tell
Lickin my lips at ya bitch like I'm LL
I smile like a nigga in jail receiving mail
Better yet like nigga Bookers that made bail
From day one I came in the game they said I was hot
They got scared, "Cent got money," and I got shot
You so much pressure on me when you compare me to 'Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter
I'll fire shots at the chef and watch the sheeps scatter
My enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
You scared then get the fuck around me
Record execs, know not to play wit my check
I come through with my knife cause I'm a pain your neck (YEAH!)

[Chorus]
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
Tray pound's in the house, bad news
40 Kal's in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news

 
Le1toДата: Среда, 21.04.10, 22:28:33 | Сообщение # 12
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Flight 187

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Chorus
187 187
departure from the hood destination hell or heaven (2x)
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider.
Verse 1
They putting pressure on me son now they want me to snap
end up like X and Whitney up in my mansion smoking crack.
I’m paranoid I’m feeling like niggas is trying to get me
forget the kids I’m shaving off my fucking head like Brittany.
Man Dre won’t mix my records now I need talk to Jimmy.
I’m falling back in my old ways I’m riding with the semi.
Whose calling is Chris he’s on the other line with Diddy
but I don’t wanna talk right now my day is going shitty.
Why is Jay rocking that Erkel look man isn’t he from Marcy
they say he growing dreads and now he’s talking like a yaddi.
Man everything is changing I don’t understand a thing
I guess this that bullshit that all that money bring.
I’m on Flight…
Chorus
187 187
departure from the hood destination hell or heaven (2x)
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider.
Verse 2
My baby momma boyfriend like to talk like he can hurt me
I’m laughing cuz she kissed him in the mouth and gave you herpes.
That’s just makes him one of the 50 niggas want to murk me.
Niggas found my truck and burn it up out there in Jersey.
You can ask my son he’ll tell you my dad fucking crazy.
She filled his head with shit and now I think he fucking hates me.
Shady didn’t invent me but a star is what he made me.
I blow your fucking mind if I told you what he pays me.
He gave me all the pills he had like now that’s why I’m so high
it makes me feel so good that I’m not so scared to die.
I wish a nigga would act like they’ll motherfucking try
you get at me and miss you kiss yo black ass goodbye.
I’m on Flight…
Chorus
187 187
departure from the hood destination hell or heaven (2x)
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider.
Verse 3
My lawyers are all contained every month I give them stacks
incase they wanna send me up for murder like Max.
Man I wasn’t the shooter I was never on the scene
so if they do forensics they’ll find out it wasn’t me.
There’s no need for a lie detector I ain’t saying shit
the more you talk the higher chance you doing a bid.
Today I read the paper it said ?
caught a case they said they found a victim with a knife stuck in his face.
I spoke to Michael Vick I told him I’m happy he home
you tell them crackers sorry nigga then you get back on.
When dogs are fighting in the hood nobody gives a fuck
so you get back and shake it on the field and show em what’s up.
I’m on Flight…
Chorus
187 187
departure from the hood destination hell or heaven (2x)
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider
I’m a rider Say I’m a rider.
 
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