50 Cent Lyrics
50 Cent Lyrics
"Blood Hound Lyrics"
I Hate The Kids Lyrics
Nobody does anything Wrong Nobody is a dilettante Everybody gets everything Everything they want Time to change up sheets Lock change Down Down in the street I wanna see ya all crossed up and hung Fine clothes Find work Grab a spade Get in the dirt The older you het The less you're worth You're gonna hit the
Nobody does anything Wrong Nobody is a dilettante Everybody gets everything Everything they want Time to change up sheets Lock change Down Down in the street I wanna see ya all crossed up and hung Fine clothes Find work Grab a spade Get in the dirt The older you het The less you're worth You're gonna hit the
f/ Young Buck (G-Unit)
[50 Cent]
G-Unit, UTP
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
G-Unit, UTP, G-Unit, UTP
G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent, get 'em bucked
[50 Cent]
50 Cent, that's my name
Man I ain't fuckin' playin'
I move on you wit' that Mac mayn (Mac mayn)
Come off, now watch your chain
Fo' I blow out your brains
Shells hit your chest go out your back mayn (back mayn)
See me I put in work, man I been doin' dirt
For so long when niggas get laid out (laid out)
Niggas run through my crib, to holla at the kid
That's when I start bringin' them thangs out (thangs out)
Then we go through the strip, hangin' up out the whip
Dumpin' clips off at they whole clique mayn (clique mayn)
When witnesses around, they know how we g
I'm Lit Lyrics
(Kristyn Osborn/Marcus Hummon) Do you know I'm thinking you Can you feel me drinking you Is any of this sinking through Neatly so completely bent By this brilliant accident I couldn't seem to circumvent Your dizzy exhilaration Clouding my concentration CHORUS I'm lit, don't you get it yet See this circus in my head I'm tangled in th
et down(Kristyn Osborn/Marcus Hummon) Do you know I'm thinking you Can you feel me drinking you Is any of this sinking through Neatly so completely bent By this brilliant accident I couldn't seem to circumvent Your dizzy exhilaration Clouding my concentration CHORUS I'm lit, don't you get it yet See this circus in my head I'm tangled in th
So when the cops come they ain't see shit mayn (shit mayn)
My soldiers slangin' 'caine, sunny, snow, in sleet or rain
Come through the hood and you can cop that (cop that)
I'm sittin' on some change, G-Unit gots the game
Come through here stuntin' you get popped at (popped at)
[Chorus] 2x
I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats but you don't hear me though
I love to hit the block, I love my two Glocks
Love to bust shots but you don't hear me though
[Young Buck]
I came in this game knowin' niggas gon' hate me
Just for the simple fact they know that I'm a rida' (rida')
I got a hell of a aim, I keep on tellin' ya mayn
I swear ain't nobody gon' find ya (find ya)
When I get li
Bloody Sunday Lyrics
[Music & Words: KF] Remember well the 30th of January, The feeling of dread that was in the air. The people marched for their right to equality, They only wanted to be treated fair. Shots were fired my a mindless military, The people ran they were unarmed Across the world we will read of Derry And those who died by oppressive hands. 13
ted I'm tempted to tear your block up[Music & Words: KF] Remember well the 30th of January, The feeling of dread that was in the air. The people marched for their right to equality, They only wanted to be treated fair. Shots were fired my a mindless military, The people ran they were unarmed Across the world we will read of Derry And those who died by oppressive hands. 13
Your niggas can't run cause I'm behind ya (behind ya)
Me and Chilly in your city wit' a couple nine-milli's
You better stay in line bro' (in line bro')
Cause if I walk it I'll talk it, you know we'll walk up and pop it
I love the sound of gunfire bro' (gunfire bro')
Right now we smackin' 'em wit' platinum
And they hate it cause we made it, that's what we keep that eye for (that eye for)
I represent it cause I'm in it, UTP until I'm finished
Juvenile, they can't stop us (can't stop us)
And I admit it, I live it
I'll knock a baller off his pivot with this motherfuckin' choppa'
[Chorus] 2x
[50 Cent]
My twenty-inches spinnin', you always see me grinin'
And you hear niggas ca
Time Is Now Lyrics
What'd you say you son of a bitch? I won't play your games of which is which There's too many rules and I won't be restricted By these political games, no I won't fall victim It's time to fight for what you believe in If you know what I mean, then you know what you're missing Now we ain't gonna live by your rules no more But we gotta figure ou
l me grimey (grimey)What'd you say you son of a bitch? I won't play your games of which is which There's too many rules and I won't be restricted By these political games, no I won't fall victim It's time to fight for what you believe in If you know what I mean, then you know what you're missing Now we ain't gonna live by your rules no more But we gotta figure ou
They hit me wit' them bricks, and I ain't pay 'em shit
I'm outta town, they can't find me (find me)
When I come back around, man I'ma back 'em down
I run up bustin' that Tec mayn (Tec mayn)
If you ain't got a gun, and you can't fuckin' run
My advice is you hit the deck mayn (deck mayn)
But if you get away and come back another day
My soldiers'll leave you wet mayn (wet mayn)
Cause we know where you be, and we know where you stay
And we'll come trippin' through your set mayn (set mayn)
Man you heard what I said, now get it in your head
I ain't payin' no fuckin' debt mayn (debt mayn)
Cause you'se a middle man, but you don't understand
You'se a fuckin' fake ass connect' mayn (connect' mayn)