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Les paroles de You Already Know
| | | Artiste: | 50 Cent |
| | Album: | Get Rich Or Die Tryin' (Soundtrack) (2005) | | Titre: | You Already Know | | | | Date d'ajout: | 24/02/2008 | | Vues: | 527 fois | | | | Paroles: | (feat. Lloyd Banks & Young Buck)
[Lloyd Banks]
Uh..
Uh..
Uh..
Uh..
Uh..
Uh..
[Lloyd
Banks Chorus]
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a
hoe
And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door
How am I bother with the bottle of that
dro
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And if I wasn't Banks, shorty
prolly wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door
If you ain't with the
program, now you got to go (go)
[Lloyd Banks Verse]
I move like there's popo behind me
Cocoa
inside me, so cold and grimey
44 beside me, hoes know where to find me
Where ever there's money,
yeah i'm the shit honey (whoo)
Hood nigga with that rubberband brick money
If I go broke, I'll
make you and your man strip dummy
Yeah nigga, you don't want it with them, there bigger cross
us
Your on something, weed, their liquor, scared nigga, here trigger
Teflon, chest con, G'z Up,
freeze up and you'll end up in your lawn
It's the protege of Fitty (uh huh), inspired by Biggie (uh
huh)
Burns more then Ziggie (uh huh), the lil' niggaz dig me (whooo)
I've been stressed out
lately, so i'm smokin' more than ever
Then smacked in the hood, good pumpin' out my lever
I'm a
goodfella in a G-unit hood sweater
If your bitch give me a sign, i'ma get her
[Lloyd Banks
Chorus]
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a hoe
And
i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door
How am I bother with the bottle of that
dro
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And if I wasn't Banks, shorty
prolly wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door
If you ain't with the
program, now you got to go (go)
[50 Cent:]
There's always folks, moving around with the
toasters
Push the rock through the smoker's, warnin' do not approach us
We in the club with the
pokers, steppin' in Gucci loafers
Stuntin' in testerosous, down in front with the vultures
My
clique be the coldest, baddest bitches they know us
After the show they blow us and do all types of
shit for us
Now I can speak for me, cuz me everywhere I be
Niggaz know i'm a G, got it locked, got
the keys
We movin' bundles of D, sippin' on Hennessey
Buck rollin' the trees, Banks countin' the
cheese
We get the paper then breeze, nigga we overseas
You stuck in the hood, ahh that ain't
good
Different town, different tour, different telly, different whore
Triple x, wet sex, who's
next, latex
Condom, condo, i'm tight, my money long though
You lookin' for a drink bitch, i ain't
what you lookin' for
[Lloyd Banks Chorus]
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A
millionnaire, don't spend a dolla on a hoe
And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the
door
How am I bother with the bottle of that dro
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I
don't even know
And if I wasn't Banks, shorty prolly wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby,
from the lobby til the door
If you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go)
[Young
Buck:]
I'm out on bond, but the '40 still on me
Bouncin' round like Lil Jon, thinkin' 'bout my
dead homies
Watch i hit me a lick, and go get me a brick
I keep on losin' shootin' dice, and i'm
sick of this shit
Clienteles still poppin', so the druggies keep comin'
And my neighbours is
watchin', but we still gettin' money, on this block
Till' the sun drop, i dont have a home
I will
not stop sellin' rocks, thug till' i'm gone
Got a couple old schools and some iced out jewels
Some
G-Unit shoes, body bullet tattoo
About to stomp me a bitch, put the pump to his lip
Tell him talk
that shit nowww, y'all wanna trip
I keep it dirty on the Eastcoast, dirty on the West
Jus' a dirty
lil' nigga with a glock and a vest
Banks tell me you dont like him and you know what i'ma do
nigga
[Lloyd Banks Chorus]
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionnaire, don't spend
a dolla on a hoe
And i'm still in here, tryna get a model out the door
How am I bother with the
bottle of that dro
Slidin' on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And if I wasn't
Banks, shorty prolly wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door
If you
ain't with the program, now you got to go (go) | | | |
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