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Текст песни 50 Cent f Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo - No Mercy No Fear

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* send corrections to the typistYo, niggas be askin me "yo 50 who you got beef wit?"I`m a tell yall niggas who I got beef witI got beef wit any nigga I can`t make no money witIf I can`t make no money wit you, fuck you niggaG-Unit nigga, thats whatsup cause I said thats whatsup[Tony Yayo]I get money, money I gotso its a 100 grams or better when I`m going to copI never hold the toaster cause I use my little soldierAnd my down bitch as a holster, like I`m supposed taheavy pistol sales for livingmy gun rip through lungs and tear through tissuewhile I`m out for the ends, you out for a repthats the same thing that have yo mama in a black dresssee me in a black lex, hard-topMy mink drop-top, fresh out the carlotI got the gift of raw pugilist speeches(?)So I`m gon sell like the box office featuresNiggas 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 bitchesand plus we on the road to the riches[Chorus: repeat 2X]You can say what you want about meAs long as you don`t get in the way of my moneyCause all that talking shit to me played outNigga keep bumping your gums you get laid out[Lloyd Banks]Lately I been going through a phaseHope they aint tap the phonesCause we got pumps the size of saxophonesTherefore I`m on the move with the squadI`m stingy as ever, known to trick fast food on a broadPicture me putting jewels on a broadI`d rather put shoes on the carA pool in the yardYou don`t really wanna fool with the godNigga my front line long enough to fill two boulevardsIn this game, you only make it far if you loyalAnd if you grew up with your mother and your father you spoiledWhy swing, you gotta be strapped to get rid of meIll leave you in water like the statute of libertyTryin to be coolBlowin green that strong enough to make a white boy open fire on a schoolKeep rappin for your hood, I`m rappin for benzesAnd 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 BLook, I shot the sheriffAnd nigga if you get too close yo punk ass getting shotHere`s the plan, I`m a keep stackin my endsTill I`m on airplane seats in the Maebach benzI`m all about the chipsI done took them trips22`s on the 626 on the bricksAnd them outta town niggas, I`m chargin yall moreI tapdance on the shit I aint servin it rawYou sell smoke, look nigga I got what you needBut it aint goin cheap I got mouths to feedNiggas always sayin damn 50 you buggedCause I got hoes giving niggas the date rape drugGimme his watch and his chainWe not the same, he a lameHe want pussy I`m bout my money manCrap table in Vegas had his bitch on my dickThrew a 7 so many times they thought the dice was fixedYo its 50, when your mindframe change and start to rearrangeI`ll see you another day motherfucker it`s 50Shots `til your heart drop and freeze up, ease up motherfucker[Chorus]

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