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21 марта 2007 | Просмотров: 471
Тексты » 50 cent - Patiently Waiting (feat. Eminem)
50cent-Patiently Waiting (feat. Eminem) [50 Cent talking]
Ay Em you know my favorite white boy right...
I.. I owe you for this one
[Chorus]
I've been patiently waiting
For a track to explode on (yea)
You get stunned if you want
And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
A fuse like my flows
Been hot for so long (yea)
If you thinkin I'ma fuckin
Fall off your so wrong
[50 Cent]
I've finished it in my head
Like a baby born dead
Destination heaven
Sittin politic with passin just from 9-11 (yea)
The Lords blessing left me lyrically incline (uh huh)
Shit I aint even got to try to shine
God's a seamstress who tailorfitted my pain
I got scribtures in my brain
I can spit at your thang
Straight out the good book
Ay Em you know my favorite white boy right...
I.. I owe you for this one
[Chorus]
I've been patiently waiting
For a track to explode on (yea)
You get stunned if you want
And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
A fuse like my flows
Been hot for so long (yea)
If you thinkin I'ma fuckin
Fall off your so wrong
[50 Cent]
I've finished it in my head
Like a baby born dead
Destination heaven
Sittin politic with passin just from 9-11 (yea)
The Lords blessing left me lyrically incline (uh huh)
Shit I aint even got to try to shine
God's a seamstress who tailorfitted my pain
I got scribtures in my brain
I can spit at your thang
Straight out the good book
21 марта 2007 | Просмотров: 461
Тексты » 50 cent - If I Cant
50cent-If I Cant Yea, ha ha, yea, yea
[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop
Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggaz, Get they money right, cuz I got mine
And I'm around quit playin nigga you can't shine
You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk
After bein hit by the pump, is that whut you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, thats whut I'm about, gangsta
You could find a nigga sittin on chrome
Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas & I'm gone (Yea!)
[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop
Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggaz, Get they money right, cuz I got mine
And I'm around quit playin nigga you can't shine
You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk
After bein hit by the pump, is that whut you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, thats whut I'm about, gangsta
You could find a nigga sittin on chrome
Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas & I'm gone (Yea!)
21 марта 2007 | Просмотров: 430
Тексты » 50 cent - Heat
50cent-Heat [Skit]
Aye you want some of this shit
Naw, I don't want that shit
I don't give a fuck, I don't play dat shit
And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a nigga
Man SHUT the fuck up
Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down
You see that brick house right there
That's the nigga crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up
I'ma get in the other car
Aight [a car revs up]
[gunshots]
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
If there's beef, cock it and dump it, the drama really means nothin
To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin tape in court
I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin
Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin,
homie I ain't playin
Aye you want some of this shit
Naw, I don't want that shit
I don't give a fuck, I don't play dat shit
And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a nigga
Man SHUT the fuck up
Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down
You see that brick house right there
That's the nigga crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up
I'ma get in the other car
Aight [a car revs up]
[gunshots]
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
If there's beef, cock it and dump it, the drama really means nothin
To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin tape in court
I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin
Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin,
homie I ain't playin
