Текст песни 50 Cent - 50 Shot Ya

Best Kep Instrumentals 12
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: 50 Cent
Альбом: Best Kep Instrumentals 12
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[50 Cent] That s the sound of the man, cockin that thang - that thaaaang That s the sound of the man, clappin that thang - thaaang Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin , I got ya Say a prayer for me if you care for me cuz I m on the edge I m finna put a shell in a nigga head I rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme on it The fifth got a rubber grip and a beam on it Homie that took the hit on me couldn t shoot this Say I m skinny now, but I look big in the coupe-dee My cuzin Uzi out in L.A. done tripped and do the sets again Got shot the fuck up tryin to rob the wrong Mexicans I write my lifestyle, yall niggas is cheaters Your lines come from feds, felons and don diva Oh you the black hand of death, then why your name ain t preacher If you a pimp like kid, why them hoes don t treat ya If you wanna ball like Kirk, now shorty let me teach ya This flow s God sent, it s bound to reach ya [Hook:] Problem child, I m familiar with problems I know how to solve em Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em Shoot em up, rob em In the hood we starvin, you don t want problems Problem child [Bridge:] And why can t you be man enough To tell me where you re comin from [50 Cent] They say you can never repay the price for takin a man s life I m in debt with Christ, I done did that twice I m nice, yall niggas can t hang wit fifty +Blaaat+, y all niggas can t bang wit fifty Say I m born to rhyme, there s a shell and a nine Face stone and the cross, there s a bitch I tossed See the wounds in my skin they from a war of course You can check C-N-N for the "War Report" See the drama got me ridin with a sawed-off shottie Catch you at the light, I blow ya ass off the Ducati Man, niggas ain t gon do me like Sammy did Gotti I do it myself, I don t need no help Give me a knife, I ll get rid of your neighborhood bully Give me a minute, I ll take a fuckin car with a pully See the hood is the deepest stole my innocence young Niggas jumped me cuz they couldn t beat me one-on-one [Hook:] Problem child, I m familiar with problems I know how to solve em Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em Shoot em up, rob em In the hood we starvin, you don t want problems Problem child [Bridge:] And why can t you be man enough To tell me where you re comin from [50 Cent] I must ve broke a mirror at three and had bad luck for seven Cuz pops slid, mommy died before I turned eleven This cities split posed to let black cats cross your path The footprints in the sand is Satan carryin your ass I got "God Understand Me" tattooed in my skin When I die, come back, I ma tattoo it again I m the young buck that let the gun buck Roll the window down and say: "Sup up, niggas get ready to duck" My heart is a house homie, fear don t live here Nigga believe me when I say I don t care Muslims mix a lot, God studied they lessons Even when my lucks hard I still count my blessings See that look in my eye, ya betta keep on steppin Spent time on my cell floor, to sharpen my weapon If you pussy I ma smell you when you come around here Them boys in Pelican Bay couldn t live in my tier [Hook:] Problem child, I m familiar with problems I know how to solve em Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em Shoot em up, rob em In the hood we starvin, you don t want problems Problem child
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