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post # 1 | 08.01.2011 , 4:53 PM
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TILL I COLLAPSE FREESTYLE
50 Cent... Shady Records (Shady Records)
Eminem (Eminem)...Dr. Dre (Dr. Dre) GGGGGGGG G-unit 50 Cent, Shady, Aftermath The Dreamteam We got to get the get well cards
niggas is sick Feel this Motion picture shit
[Verse 1]
Now don't think I won't hit you because I'm popular, I got P-90 Ruger to pop at ya, catch you
slipping I'm give you what I got for ya, my clip loaded with 16 shots for ya, you never had a hot gun
on ya waste and blood on your shoe because a nigga went and said the wrong shit to you, homie
you ain't been threw what I been threw you not like me and I'm not like you. [Verse 2]
I'm like an animal wit it when I spit it's crazy, got semi-autos to put holes and niggas try to play me,
One shot is not enough you need at least a uzi to move me, after four bottles of don
the kid start to feeling woozy, I write my life you write what you see in gangsta movies, I'm
gangsta to the core nigga you can't move me, I find my space at the top I got this rap shit
locked, I never heard of you you heard of me, I murder you, I spit shells to your convertible
lotis you notice Richer or poor hollow steel go through your door this is war,
you scare of me you not prepared for me the kid is back
50 cents I know you like that I know you like that.
ΠΑΟΚ Παρτιζάν ίδιο χρώμα με την ίδια πίστη
Партизан у срцу!
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post # 2 | 19.11.2011 , 2:16 PM
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IN DA CLUB
[50 Cent]
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Go shardy, it's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' zip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck it's not your birthday!
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look mami I got the X if you into takin drugs
I'm into havin sex, I ain't into makin love
So come gimme a hug, if you're into gettin rubbed
[Verse One]
When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggaz heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes, they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nuttin changed hoes down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut - hey nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp (I'm aight)
In the hood, in L.A. they sayin "50 you're hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggaz'll tell ya I'm loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm fully focused man, my money on my mind
Got a mill' out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feelin my style, she feelin my flow
Her girlfriend willin to get bi and they ready to go (o-kay!)
[Chorus]
[Bridge: sing-song]
My flow, my show brought me the dough
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look nigga I done came up, and I ain't changed
[Verse Two]
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toastin to the good life
You that faggot-ass nigga tryin to pull me back right?
When my joint get to pumpin in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
If you talkin about money homie, I ain't concerned
I'ma tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up
If the niggaz hate then let 'em hate then watch the money pile up
Or we go upside your head wit a bottle of bub'
They know where we fuckin be
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither nigga
We in the club all the time nigga, it's about to pop off nigga
G-Unit
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post # 3 | 28.11.2011 , 4:05 PM
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BEST FRIEND
[Intro]
Yeah! It's my tape man, listen to my tape...
*I waited, i waited, time went by. All I did was cry, silly(eco)!*
WOO!!!
*silly*
[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can i be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round all the time)
Can i be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) He say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend
[Verse 1]
First we get the talkin, then we get the touchin
If we get pass the phone games we'll be fuckin
I kiss like the french then put my my tongue in your ear
Do it like the dogs do it girl and pull on your hair
For me a different scenery just mean a different position
In the tub or on the sink I improvise now listen
In the chopper or on the jet join the mile high club
I'm no fool I know money can't buy me love
[Olivia]
you said i can call you whenever i needed bud did someone listen to me
that's why i standing by your side cause you always come to fone me
so many others try to be what you are but they always do me
but you took your time and now i'm satisfied
that's why i want you all to me
cause if you were my best friend i want you round all the time
could i be your best friend? i promise boy you'll be mine
i said he's just a friend, baby it's not pretend
either he is or ain't my man
i said he's just a friend
[Chorus 50 cent]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
And I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round all the time)
And I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend
[Verse 2]
While you in your bubble bath I'll come wash on your back
When you puttin on your lotion I can help you with that
I sit and think of things to say that may make you smile
Or give you gifts from my heart to reflect my style
Or slang I use when we build may change how you talk
And if I'm focused while I'm strokin I could change how you walk
There's a swagger that you come with when you come from New York
I'm a hustler I just hustle in the things that I bought
[olivia]
i'm not affraid you (...) my body
ooh give me that feeling
now we can watch some tv or play a cd
maybe that sexual healing
i try to seem to me why you never on the jeep?
what you do to repease me
however i spend my time wispering with you
ooh you make it so easy
cause if you were my best friend i want you round all the time
could i be your best friend? i promise boy you'll be mine
i said he's just a friend, baby it's not pretend
either he is or ain't my man
i said he's just a friend
we been better than friends for a long time ain't no need to pretend you'll always be mine
ain't no flikking of faking you'll always be mine
[Chorus 50 cent]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
And I'll be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend...
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post # 4 | 29.11.2011 , 4:56 PM
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"P.I.M.P."
[Chorus]
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
[Repeat]
[Verse 1]
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look baby this is simple, you can't see
You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me
If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch I'm a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone, I'm the one you should call
I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big or they small
That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, BITCH
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes
I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon keep her
Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin know
You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low
Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the street
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch
Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six
Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit, TRICK
[Chorus]
Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there's no b'ness like show b'ness
In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe b'ness ya know
They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH
Mess with the best,die like the rest!!!
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post # 5 | 02.12.2011 , 5:07 PM
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AIN'T NO MO'
50-cent ft. 2-1
(2-1)
Down to earth, get what you deserve,
ain't no mo time, to stay outta line,
G-G-G-G-unit, fuck it,
yes we fill it,
put this shit back,
Ass more i can do it,
(50-cent)
We dealin'cocain, get so much pain,
Murder did it, now we shit on it,
puke on black pussy's,
now we eat some old dirty sussies,
can't get enough,
dealing was tough,
we i get love,
cuz we aint have no mo time to spent it out,
so shut ya mouth, let that ass talk now,
we don't wanna breath,
give me what i neath,
to breath like alie,
push out some chemicalie,
fuck that punk ass lil nigga like ya rule,
that bitch ass act like a fool
yowp...
(chorus)
(2-1)
the game was out there,
now we are fucking everywhere,
look to my dress up line,
2-1 ltd. is mine,
put up the 2-6-9,
but what are wear we,
humpie dump like ms. carey,
you dont wanna hurt me,
eminem was to bizzy with obie,
when he was ready,
he had some beef with moby
now put up my album out,
bitch please, keep ya mouth,
suck my dick, gitting sick,
murder inc. was just a trick,
fuck r.kelly, and sticky fingaz,
now you act like a middle singa,
ey yo 5.9., where you at,
bizzy why are you so fat???
ain't no mo ass like that
(chorus)
(2-1)
haha, yeah,
2005 niggaz,
lil bow wow, trow it up,
getting drunk wit baby yoyo in the club,that's what's up,
lette we go 50,
afthermath, shady...
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