50 Cent lyrics
50 Cent lyrics
"What Up Gangsta lyrics"
Dark Memories lyrics
Convulsions, silent tongueI ask you not to speakTomorrow I will learnerase my memoriesPast, darkness roseCrying tears withinHappiness, lost emotionPain, no moreDark... Old... MemoriesBehind minds curtainBlind eyes can see
G-Unit (What)
We in here (What)
We can get the drama popping
We don't care (What, what, what)
It's going down (What)
'Cause I'm around (What)
50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Cuz? (What)
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Gangstaaa?
[Verse 1]
They say I walk around like got an "S" on my chest
Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court
But
Front on me, I'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can't none with ya then fuck ya
I'm not the type to get knocked for D.W.I.
I'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit then they know me
I grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
Hundred G's I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)
D's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it
Chokes me, I'll ha
I'm on the next level, bright ring bigot bezzle
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood (what)
[Chorus (1st time w/o first "What up, Blood?") (2x)]
[Bridge]
We don't play that
We don't play that
We don't play that (G-Unit)
We don't play around
[Verse 2]
I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine
Every chick I fuck with is a dime
I'm like Patty LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone
Cross my path I'll crush ya, thinking I won't touch ya
I'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas
[Chorus (2x)]
[Bridge (4x)]
Convulsions, silent tongueI ask you not to speakTomorrow I will learnerase my memoriesPast, darkness roseCrying tears withinHappiness, lost emotionPain, no moreDark... Old... MemoriesBehind minds curtainBlind eyes can see
G-Unit (What)
We in here (What)
We can get the drama popping
We don't care (What, what, what)
It's going down (What)
'Cause I'm around (What)
50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Cuz? (What)
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Gangstaaa?
[Verse 1]
They say I walk around like got an "S" on my chest
Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court
But
Bajo El Arcoiris lyrics
Por un golpe de calor aposte mi corazon, y perdi no sabria ni decir que es lo que me gusta tanto de ti Tarde de verano por la playa bajo el sol tu mirada tropezo con la mia y el mundo salto Bajo el arcoiris flotando en el aire escribo en el cielo q
I'll hunt or duck a nigga down like it's sportPor un golpe de calor aposte mi corazon, y perdi no sabria ni decir que es lo que me gusta tanto de ti Tarde de verano por la playa bajo el sol tu mirada tropezo con la mia y el mundo salto Bajo el arcoiris flotando en el aire escribo en el cielo q
Front on me, I'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can't none with ya then fuck ya
I'm not the type to get knocked for D.W.I.
I'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit then they know me
I grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
Hundred G's I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)
D's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it
Chokes me, I'll ha
Four In The Morning lyrics
Four In The Morning (I Can't Take Anymore) - Night Ranger Four in the morning Came without a warning Everybody's got a place to be I got holes in my conscience Shot with a vengeance I must have been a fool not to see I need you bad It's hard to liv
ve your mama picking out your casket, bastardFour In The Morning (I Can't Take Anymore) - Night Ranger Four in the morning Came without a warning Everybody's got a place to be I got holes in my conscience Shot with a vengeance I must have been a fool not to see I need you bad It's hard to liv
I'm on the next level, bright ring bigot bezzle
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood (what)
[Chorus (1st time w/o first "What up, Blood?") (2x)]
[Bridge]
We don't play that
We don't play that
We don't play that (G-Unit)
We don't play around
[Verse 2]
I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
Bartek lyrics
Bartek ma wypadek Ze stowaq butelek Bartek ztamat zabek O sto zubrowek Tyle wypit wodek ze upadt na tytek Przykry to wypadek Przybiegt policjantek Bartek byt jak Lulek I zapomniat stowek Zamieszkuje czerwony buynek
In December I'll make your block feel like summerBartek ma wypadek Ze stowaq butelek Bartek ztamat zabek O sto zubrowek Tyle wypit wodek ze upadt na tytek Przykry to wypadek Przybiegt policjantek Bartek byt jak Lulek I zapomniat stowek Zamieszkuje czerwony buynek
The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine
Every chick I fuck with is a dime
I'm like Patty LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone
Cross my path I'll crush ya, thinking I won't touch ya
I'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas
[Chorus (2x)]
[Bridge (4x)]