Текст песни 50 Cent - Who U Rep With
50 Cent - Who U Rep With слова песни
[50 Cent]
(chorus)
Ay yo them niggas that wanted beef before don`t want no beef no more
now that they know who i rep with (QB nigga)
who i rep with (QB nigga)
yo them niggas that wanted beef before don`t want no beef no more
now that they know who i rep with (QB nigga)
who i rep with (QB nigga)
[50 Cent]
Y`all niggas better sober up before you speek to me don`t come at me high
last rapper that raised his voice at me got jacked in the eye
now if i say i`m gonna get ya i`ma get ya on the strip in the infinite
at long range i can hit ya
you find out them niggas that witchya ain`t even witchya
after the gem start splittin you need an md to stitch ya
peep how i use words to paint pictures
peep how i got niggas with bodies askin me for 10 cent to go hit ya
look my name up in the law book: Curtis Jackson
known for creatin action, by rapidly clappin
nigga i stay strapped, so much i nick-name gats
got a teh i call Tina/
a nine i name Nina
two niggas went to see a loft an they seen her
this QB shit bout to take me to the next level
next crib, next benz, next bitch, next bezzle
its that real
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[Bravehearts]
Ay yo who the fuck wanna war?
i gotta four-four penetrate y`all niggas jaw
you see me thugged out, iced out, gettin style
hopin out the range with the gun out
smack your man down you ran off
i was gonna hit em with two, left some for you
i put four, QB rugged and raw
i got sumthin for the rap cats
fish tailed back gats
scope with a beam on it
loaded put your cream on it
shine on scheme on it
i make em dream about it for ever
whatever whatever
get gullied, shots through your leather and cloth
when you scurry off, wake y`all clowns up
yo hollow tips will fight yo jacket
i don`t give a fuck who you be
millennium thug, now who the fuck wanted beef?
I master the art
of slap boxin niggas in the dark
QB`s big man horse of the braveheart
i`m the sasquatch of rap
collector of gats
test the macs on your bullet proof vests and hats
how bout that
guns bust off i bust back
when trucks backfire i bust back
how bout that?
stomp a mutha fuckin rib out your back
y`all niggas ain`t gansta rap
your clique like josie and the pussy cats
when we come around the front stop
y`all can`t fuck around you`ll get dropped
when guns pop, whos tellin?
twin barrel nines wavin and yellin
QB nigga what?
two time fellon
straight for the mellon, straight for the dome
send a nigga back, get the shells, go straight home
never slip, my ill will to survive is so deep
can`t sleep cause of the death, makes me week
pullin triggers at my shadows
bravehearts pop up
Wheres Jungle and Horse shot yo block up
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