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Les paroles de Say What You Want:
| | | Artiste: | 50 Cent |
| | Album: | No Mercy, No Fear (2002) | | Titre: | Say What You Want | | | | Date d'ajout: | 24/02/2008 | | Vues: | 334 fois | | | | Paroles: | Yo, niggas be askin me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?"
I'm a tell yall niggas who I got beef wit
I
got beef wit any nigga I can't make no money wit
If I can't make no money wit you, fuck you
nigga
G-Unit nigga, thats whatsup cause I said thats whatsup
[Tony Yayo]
I get money, money I
got
so its a 100 grams or better when I'm going to cop
I never hold the toaster cause I use my
little soldier
And my down bitch as a holster, like I'm supposed ta
heavy pistol sales for
living
my gun rip through lungs and tear through tissue
while I'm out for the ends, you out for a
rep
thats the same thing that have yo mama in a black dress
see me in a black lex, hard-top
My
mink drop-top, fresh out the carlot
I got the gift of raw pugilist speeches(?)
So I'm gon sell
like the box office features
Niggas in the hood can't see G-UNIT!
but deep in they heart they
wanna be G-UNIT!
cause we got them three b's: benzes, burners and bitches
and plus we on the road
to the riches
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You can say what you want about me
As long as you don't get
in the way of my money
Cause all that talking shit to me played out
Nigga keep bumping your gums
you get laid out
[Lloyd Banks]
Lately I been going through a phase
Hope they aint tap the
phones
Cause we got pumps the size of saxophones
Therefore I'm on the move with the squad
I'm
stingy as ever, known to trick fast food on a broad
Picture me putting jewels on a broad
I'd
rather put shoes on the car
A pool in the yard
You don't really wanna fool with the god
Nigga my
front line long enough to fill two boulevards
In this game, you only make it far if you loyal
And
if you grew up with your mother and your father you spoiled
Why swing, you gotta be strapped to get
rid of me
Ill leave you in water like the statute of liberty
Tryin to be cool
Blowin green that
strong enough to make a white boy open fire on a school
Keep rappin for your hood, I'm rappin for
benzes
And long assault rifles with straps on the lenses
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Yall niggas
gotta learn from me (Yeah!!)
What I learned from Gotta Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh)
Yall niggas gotta
learn from me (Yeah!!)
What I learned from watching Brucie B
Look, I shot the sheriff
And nigga
if you get too close yo punk ass getting shot
Here's the plan, I'm a keep stackin my ends
Till I'm
on airplane seats in the Maebach benz
I'm all about the chips
I done took them trips
22's on the
6
26 on the bricks
And them outta town niggas, I'm chargin yall more
I tapdance on the shit I
aint servin it raw
You sell smoke, look nigga I got what you need
But it aint goin cheap I got
mouths to feed
Niggas always sayin damn 50 you bugged
Cause I got hoes giving niggas the date rape
drug
Gimme his watch and his chain
We not the same, he a lame
He want pussy I'm bout my money
man
Crap table in Vegas had his bitch on my dick
Threw a 7 so many times they thought the dice was
fixed
Yo its 50, when your mindframe change and start to rearrange
I'll see you another day
motherfucker it's 50
Shots 'til your heart drop and freeze up, ease up motherfucker
[Chorus] | | | |
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