MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
50 cent - disco inferno
One,Two,Three,Lets Go
Look mama show me how you move it
Go ahead put your back into it
Do your thing like there ain't nothin to it, Shake..
shake.. shake that ass girl.
[Bis]
[Verse 1]
50 in the house bounce, y'all already know what I'm about. The flow sounds sick over Dre' drums n*gga, I ain't
stupid- I see Doc and my dope come bigger. Whoa! Shorty' hips is hypnotic, she moves is so erotic, but watch- I'ma watch
her bounce that assss girl. I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, front in here, we'll thump in here. Oooohh.
I'm so gutter, so ghetto, so hood. So gully, so brawly, what's good? Outside, the Benz on dubs - I'm in the club wit you
snubs - don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'. Uuuhhh.
[Hook x2]
Look mama show me how you move it, Nuh-nuuh put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake..
shake.. shake that ass girl.
[Verse 2]
Let's party, everybody stand up. Everybody put ya hands up. Let's party, everybody bounce wit me. Champagne and burn it
on a wreathing wreathe. This hot. Disco Inferno, let's go. You are now rockin wit a pro. I get toed to flip dough to get
more, fo sho'. Get my drank on n*gga on the dance floor. Look baby I don't dance all i do is this. It's the same 2-step
wit a lil' twist. Listen pimpin' I ain't new to this, I'm true to this. Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this. So you
mix a lil' piece with a lil' Don Perrion. And a lil' Hennessy, you know we from the Carrion. Hollerin' at these snakes in
da club tryin' to get right, we gonna be up in this bitch 'til the bright daylight.
[Hook x2]
Look mama show me how you move it, Nuh-nuuh put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake..
shake.. shake that ass girl.
[Verse 3]
You see me shinin' and lit up with diamonds as I stay grindin'. uh-huh. Homie you can catch me swoopin Bentley coupin',
switchin lanes. u see me rollin, you know I'm holdin, I'm about my paper, yeah. N*gga I'm serious, I ain't playin', I'm
better than ya brain, I'm off the chain. G-Unit! Next level now, turn it up a notch. Em and Dre sent me to tear up the
spot. Front on me, oh no, you know I'm loco. Hands up on the dance floor, ok let's go!
[Hook x2]
Look mama show me how you move it, Nuh-nuuh put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake..
shake.. shake that ass girl.
50 cent - a new day
It don't take much strength to pull a trigger
But try to get up every morning day after day and work for a living
Let's see ?em try that
Then we'll see who's the real tough guy
The working man is a tough guy...[Chorus - Alicia Keys]
Party people say, party people say
Ay it's a new day, it's a new day
World is gettin' ready, everybody's ready, yeah!
For a new day, for a new day, celebrate and say
A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Aye
[Dr Dre - Verse 1]
I woke up this morning thinking 'bout the old me
When I was feeling like, miller light and OE
But now I ride on some conscious shit
I'm getting bread while I toast to my accomplishments
Only one I can have a problem with is myself
It's probably why my only competition is myself
From today to the morning
The Doctor just rock to the same drum
Fuck the past, forgot where I came from
I got the club rockin', uh
I got your girl jockin, uh
Me and Fif' still in this bitch
We going the distance with you party people come'on
[Chorus - Alicia Keys]
Party people say, party people say
Ay it's a new day, it's a new day
World is gettin' ready, everybody's ready, yeah!
For a new day, for a new day, celebrate and say
A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Aye
[50 Cent]
Now you can get your knees on the Church floor break it better
Or push the door on the liquor store, see where it get ya
But me I got to be on top
I said me I get to be on top
I got the street on lock
I'm on automatic pilot
Aint nobody stopping me
Growing up in poverty aint filled my heart with larceny
Niggas ride out on high, I dump to get ?em offa me
I'm a leader, natural born boss of me
They from Bel Air, I'm from the bottom
Soon as I spot ?em I get to drop ?em
I got ?em I cut my piece and I dot ?em
It's dinner time when the 9 come out
It's off the chain off, offa the brain move
Bang, off with ya brain
[Chorus - Alicia Keys]
Party people say, party people say
Ay it's a new day, it's a new day
World is gettin' ready, everybody's ready, yeah!
For a new day, for a new day, celebrate and say
A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Aye
[Bridge]
Clocks on the wall
It's now or never at all
I'm gonna give it my all, oh-oooh
Whether I rise or fall, oh-oooh
[50 Cent]
True story I said I'd get rich or die trying
I did it, good luck sucker, tryna stop my shine
Nothing matters but the music
Music my first love
We paper chasin', I'm always coming in first cuz
I'm built for it, see I'm better under pressure
I react like a maniac when I'm coming to get ya
I got to win, Em' watch and Dre watch and my son watching
Fuck that, losing aint an option
I'm sharp I'm on point
The ink from my ballpoint
Throwing out my pain
I'm back on my A-game
I'm focused, for me this is just another victory
Except that I'm stronger than an ox now mentally
[Chorus - Alicia Keys]
Party people say, party people say
Ay it's a new day, it's a new day
World is gettin' ready, everybody's ready, yeah!
For a new day, for a new day, celebrate and say
A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Aye
50 cent - 50 banks
[50 Talking]
Yeah come on now
Y'all gonna make fifty mad
And you dont wanna see me mad[50]
I keep hearin' niggas is happy, the D's come, niggas wit guns
When I'm out on bail, ridin' wit' some new ones
My homey told me to snitch the style up
Got 4 cats sent to jail, cause i told the cops
Now i gotta new diamond watch, and i wear vests on the block
I'ma snitch till im rich and theres no changin that
I used to sold crack? have to be a fool to believe that
They got my wearin vests and now im wearing them all the time
Did you just do a crime? Fifty's droppin the dime
When i get in jail the cops lemme right out
Cause i snitched on my best friend (eminem saying "thats right")
It don't take long, for my snitchin to sink in
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
You're thicker than water
Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa
You're thicker than water
Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa
You're thicker than water
Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa
You can be a Blood or a Crip
Nigga, you bitch
Follow Me
[Tony Yayo]
I'm in the money green 7-45, with 7 shots in the fo' five
Y'all niggas wanna die?
I got a love affair, wit' violence and guns
When I got O'd up, my heart turned colder
That's why the mac react like a king cobra
Now I'm jumpin' out of Rovers, in Gucci loafers
Y'all niggas wanna stun? I'll bury you cockroaches
Gimme one year, in this industry
I'll buy enough guns to declare war on a small country
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
Still walk around wit' the hammer boss
Rope and a cross
Hard times'll make a lil' nigga hate Santa Claus
Your mountains is high, holdin' in Diana Ross
I'm like a 2003 banana Porsche
I don't gotta hide sluts, to get your ties cut
My team in the cutt, packin' middle things
I got more foreign shooters than the Sacramento Kings
It's 8 class karats in the border
I poke holes in plastic, to avoid a vaginal disorder
I'm a savage on your daughter
She ain't in the college dorm
Then I guess I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you bought her
I'm a heavy weed smoker, so the average is a quarter
Brown colored from shit, he established in the water
You got Banks on your jersey, you part of my fan base
Just 'cause you pour syrup on shit, don't make it pancakes
[Chorus]
50 cent - freeze ll cool j ft lloyd bank s hot rod 50 cent
Freeze (Remix)LL Cool J feat. Lloyd Bank's, Hot Rod & 50 Cent
[Intro: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Queens!!!! (G-G-G-G-G-G Mix! G-G-G-G-G Remix! It's the Unit!!!)
T-T-T-T Todd Smith!! LL!!
[Chorus: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Now when you see me in the club (You can bump this)
You ballin out doin it up (You can bump this)
The champagne won't buss (You can bump this)
You wanna do it like us (You can bump this)
Now mama after my show, come on and let's roll
I got places to go, and money to blow
I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low
Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low
[Verse 1: LL Cool J]
You better check your broad her nips get hard when they play this
Just like a can of peaches in her draws whan I say this
I got the recipe I'll leave your bird marinatin
Now you want beef cause her onion just keep shakin
My six pack alone cause grief, cats hatin
But I'm still in the Oldsmobile sittin on Dayton's
Still keep the fiber optic trunk vibratin
Packed in the club like sardines the youg things is faintin
Fillin the dancefloor like a carpenter
That's why I keep greener thumbs than a gardener
Serious with my pimpin I'm a monster bruh
When I spit they kneel down like larsengers
Now mama after my show you wanna guzzle twurve oh in the Range Rove
Skins is like rims you gotta spin 'em on the low hit the big bumps slow
And most of the time they ain't worth the dough
[Chorus: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Now when you see me in the club (You can bump this)
You ballin out doin it up (You can bump this)
The champagne won't buss (You can bump this)
You wanna do it like us (You can bump this)
Now mama after my show, come on and let's roll
I got places to go, and money to blow
I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low
Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Hey! You love it when it sounds like this
That's why the club crowded better find you a bitch
She heard my name and she shouted this is me and my fifth
And we both bout it bout it in a brand new six, with a smoke cloud around it
Near the square anywhere, no sneakers on the rug
And my system knockin, like the speakers in the club
Look ma, drop the lame and spend a weekend with a thug
I'll have you back at the cuzzi geekin of the bud
When I come through I come through sparklin
Six car garage in you in the apartment, and starvin
I walk and talk, like I was raised around macks
New York native, there's a razor in the hat
Smooth as Fillmore Slim with gators on the track
I hit 'em, quit 'em, and dish 'em off like that
I'm a bring her all of the jewelry cause I don't play the back
And give less to spray now or later on the lac
[Chorus: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Now when you see me in the club (You can bump this)
You ballin out doin it up (You can bump this)
The champagne won't buss (You can bump this)
You wanna do it like us (You can bump this)
Now mama after my show, come on and let's roll
I got places to go, and money to blow
I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low
Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low
[Verse 3: Hot Rod]
Man I'm poppin my collar, if you drop that ass
And I'm droppin them dollars, you hopin on that cash
I'm on that catwalk shorty make that ass drop
Bottom like a apple won't you come sit on my laptop
You know you love it mama won't you make that ass pop
The Unit drop hot shit Welcome To Jamrock
Man you know my cash hot I got a stash box
Bar hog legal money no need to pass rocks
Turn it up and then bump it in yo' hood
You see me with yo' bitch then I'm up to no good
You wanna come to the team you knowin that you should
Cause we hangin up them placks and you hangin up yo' wood
My roof stay on whenever I cruise up in that two door Bent
With a chick and we Couped up
Now get ya money up homey you a loser
Sittin on them eighteens nigga pull yo' shoes up
[Chorus: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Now when you see me in the club (You can bump this)
You ballin out doin it up (You can bump this)
The champagne won't buss (You can bump this)
You wanna do it like us (You can bump this)
Now mama after my show, come on and let's roll
I got places to go, and money to blow
I got the shorty so I just keep it on the low
Shhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! I said keep it on the low
[Outro: 50 Cent]
You can bump this, you can bump this, you can bump this, you can bump this
50 cent - 8 mile road
[50 cent]
Yeah..50 cent, lloyd banks, tony yayo
G-unit!
[lloyd banks]
This rap shit plays a major part of my life
So if you jeapordize it I got the right
To send a mothafucka at you tonight
G-unit! and I ain?t stoppin? to my clique poppin?
Swimmin? in barrels of money
Ma could walk around wit? a head up and challenge you dummy
It?s funny, niggas rather see you sufferin? and hungry
I?m hungry as hell, skatin? with another nigga?s money
Take your hats off, you know you ain?t that tough
I?m callin? your bets off as soon as you act up
You know what I came for, it isn?t the game ball
Artillary that?s about as long as a chainsaw (lloyd banks!)
By the way, this feels like I?m dreamin?
Forty cal. under my pillow, condom feelin? my semen
The physical presence of a female, form of a demon
That?s why, I fuck ?em and leave ?em
Get my nut while I?m breathin?
?cause they thought they?d catch me slippin?, now I?m duckin? and trippin?
That?s a thousand dollar outfit what the fuck is you rippin??
You trippin?, more records could get my ass in position
Death wish for no religion whether catholic or christian
Listen, I went through my ambition in and out the kitchen
With probable cause, it?s probably sendin? out to prison
You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
We got more four five?s and nines than a deck of cards
[tony yayo]
You can take me out the ?hood, but can?t take the ?hood out me (?cause what? )
?cause I?m ghetto, I?m ghetto
Niggas hate when you do good
But when you broke, your friends and your enemies
They love you, they love you
Cheche, get the llello
Picture me being crack, out of town, trips on the trail
Cheche, get the llello
Picture me being crack (tony yayo!)
You can sift me, cut me, I?ll turn you to a junkie
I?m the number one seller in the whole fuckin? country
Wallstreet niggas, they cop me on the low
White boys don?t call me coke, they call me blow
It?s time to go, on the bus, the train, the plane
I?ll smuggle, I?m nothin? but trouble
I?ll make your money double
Cook me in baking soda
I?ll turn your hooprock into a new range rover
I?ll pay all your bills and fill your ?frigerator
Feed your family, turn your man into a hater
Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox
Put me in your nik?s, timbs or reeboks
If you cop three and a half you hustlin? backwards
Cop a hundred grams, you movin? forwards
You tryin? to move more birds
...in pa all day, on the corner of third
[50 cent]
You can take me out the ?hood, but can?t take the ?hood out me (what? )
?cause I?m ghetto, I?m ghetto
Picture me polishin? pistols, I?m comin? to get you
The shells hit you, you screamin?
Think I?m playin?? I mean it
Man, I done bought all these pistols
Lets get it poppin?
Start wavin? my emboies shell cases get the droppin? (c?mon)
Like if it?s down the corner, I got too much pride to hide
I?m outside, gun in my pocket just stunnin? I?m stoppin?
I?m dyin? to pop it, I?m young and I?m restless, you know my contestants
As the world turns, there?s lessons to be learned
Count all my blessin?s, clean up my weapons
I?m ready for war, the strong survive, the weak will parish
I told you before, hoes they compliment me now like 50 nice chain
Malasio, twenty grand in chips at a dice game
Burn out, can?t stop gotta watch mtv, bet
Nigga you see me!
I wonder if you mad, ?cause I?m doin? good
Or ?cause niggas feelin? me more than you in your own ?hood
And it hurts ?cause you love ?em and they don?t love you back
?cause they know you just rappin? and you don?t bust a gat
You pussy
Yeah, explain it to niggas in your hood nigga
They know you fuckin? frontin? nigga
Talkin? like gangstas on a record, I see you nigga
Niggas know me nigga, ask around in my ?hood nigga
Read the daily news nigga you see them talkin? about me nigga
I?m in the middle of all kinds of shit
Pussy, lets get it poppin?
50 cent - 21 answers
Baltimo' City, New York City
You are now rockin' to the sounds of ya girl Little Mo
You can't hate on me
Cuz I just wanna chill and take a ride
Shot gun in ya 7-45
Oh baby you know I got ya back, and I need to feel you
next to me
We got a baby and you know that I
would have another, man I want ur child
Sometimes I really wanna cry, cuz the love is so good
Boy, if you really love me now
Can we walk down the aisle?
Cuz you, know I'm gonna hold you down
Cuz when you was down and out
I was still around
You gettin' money now, but I still got love for you
If you fell off tomorrow you could stay at my crib
If you didn't smell so good I still would have ur kid
If you got locked up I'd put money on ur books
I'd marry you through congical visits and it'd be off
the hook
You could still keep the hoopty if you couldn't cop a
Benz
Boy I'd never dip out like some of ur friends
If the boys try to get you I'd be by ur side
You might flee if I'm set it off and you know I'll
ride
If you gotta peel a cap baby, do it papi
And if a chick wanna a piece of me I know you got me
You have to work at Mciedie's or Burger King I'd be
there for you cuz I know we gotta eat
I ain't got too many friends, you know that bay
If you use ur tongue baby I'll behave
You know I don't drink cuz I wanna have ur baby
Cuz I'm ur girl and them other chicks is maybe
Boy, if you really love me now
Can we walk down the aisle?
Cuz you know I'm gonna hold you down
Cuz when you was down and out
I was still around
You gettin' money now, but I still got love for you
If you only knew how I feel
Boy you would know that my love is for real
21 answers to the questions you got
I'll always love you if you got money or not, oh
If you only knew how I feel
Boy you would know that my love is for real
21 answers to the questions you got
I'll always love you if you got money or not, oh
Boy, if you really love me now
Can we walk down the aisle?
Cuz you know I'm gonna hold you down
Cuz when you was down and out
I was still around
You gettin' money now, but I still got love for you
50 cent - many men
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas trying to take my life away
I put a hole in a nigga for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your life away
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Now these pussy niggas putting money on my head
Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when I rumble
Show your ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy steal my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Some days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and cigars
For the niggas on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep pulling techs on me
Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fukcingbreathing
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
50 cent - candy shop
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia]
[50 Cent]
I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasing you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm trying to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)
[Chorus]
[Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this before
Soon as I come through the door she get to pulling on my zipper
It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stopping, homie I ain't stopping
Dripping wet with sweat man its on and popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on
And we gon' sip 'til every bubble in every bottle is gone
[Chorus 2x]
50 cent - baby by me ft ne yo
[50 cent]
Have a baby
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
[Ne-yo]
I don't play no games (I don't play no games)
So when I'm in that thang (when I'm in that thang)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean, owww
(see what I mean)
Said lil' mama put me on (baby put me on)
Bet I'll have you gone (bet I'll have you gone)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
[50 cent]
First it's her neck, yeah then her back
Yea I'm a freak, I get into all that
Girl I perform for ya, like a porno star
Till ya had enough then I just need a lil' bit more
New music new move new position
New erotic sounds is goin' down now listen
I can hear your heartbeat your sweatin'
I can paint a perfect picture
I get deeper and deeper
I told ya I'd get ya
I work that murk that just the way ya like it baby
Turn a quickie into an all nighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we be movin' as fast as a Nascar ride
Switch gears slow down, go down whoa now
You can feel every inch of it when we intimate
I use my tounge baby, I'll leave you sprung baby
I'll have ya head spinnin' sayin 50 so crazy
[Ne-yo]
I don't play no games (I don't play no games)
So when I'm in that thang (when I'm in that thang)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean, owww
(see what I mean)
Said lil' mama put me on (baby put me on)
Bet I'll have you gone (bet I'll have you gone)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
[50 cent]
Have a baby
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
[50 cent]
Girl welcome to "give me what you got and gimme more"
baby you could start on top or on fours
you know i like it when you get in to it
dont nobody do it uh like i do it
feel a rush from my touch
get intoxicated, drunk off my love call it hennessy thug
passion u laughin i make you smilin on the regular
tell me what you want shawty thats what imma get you
yo i need you to be what i need more than liquor and
weed
i need you to make, me a ??seed?? i need you to give
me a reason to breath
i need you im tellin this so u know what i need
id be a part time a full time lovers, a meant to be
lova
dont matter which way it go, im oh so gutta
girl you could get it however you want, get it, im
feeling you still feelin you right now, get it
[Ne-yo]
I don't play no games (I don't play no games)
So when I'm in that thang (when I'm in that thang)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
See what I mean, owww
(see what I mean)
Said lil' mama put me on (baby put me on)
Bet I'll have you gone (bet I'll have you gone)
Come see what I mean (see what I mean)
[50 cent]
Have a baby
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
50 cent - in da club
In Da Club
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
[Chorus] (2x)
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
[Verse]
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggas 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 nothing change, hoe's 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 playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood, in L.A. they saying "50 you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggas'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
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend willin to get bi and they ready to go
[Chorus] (2x)
[Bridge]
My flow, my show brought me the doe
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]
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 toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga trying 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 talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the styleup
If the niggas hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside they wit a bottle of bub
They know where we fuckin be
[Chorus] (2x)
[Talking]
(laughing) Don't try to act like you ain't know where we beeneither nigga
In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
G-Unit
Shady/Aftermath
50 cent - all his love
[Chorus: singing]
He gon' give you all his love! (love)
He gon' give you all his time! (time)
He won't let a minute go by (by)
Without the thought of you crossing his mind! (mind)
I be like: "Fuck a bitch! " - I'm tryna stay rich
And tryna concentrate on hoes (hoes)
Even if I fuck that bitch to the freakiest shit
By the morning - I got the dough! (dough)
[Verse 1:]
Yeah! - I got all kinda bitches: from vet bitches to beginner bitch (uh!)
My phone ringing and I ain't answering cause I ain't been a bitch (yeah!)
I'm all like a pimp than a trick - I send a bitch! (hahaaa!)
50's and lead escorts, call me the runner bitch (whoooooo-whooooooooooooooohhhhhh!)
If we going out, we going dutch pay for your inner, bitch!
Look bitch! - This is my life, I'm on some different shit
Every different day I wake up to play with a different bitch
Bitches love me (yeah!) - Just like I loooove me! (yeah, YEEEAH!)
Fat bitch, skinny bitch, short bitch, tall bitch (uh!)
You want buy me shit? - Meet me at the mall, bitch!
Then the strip club, now holla at your ass, bitch!
Get the cash, bitch, and then go back to your man, bitch!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
I got a ghetto bitch, a good bitch, a certified hood bitch (whoooohhhh!)
You with me to the end - Bitch fuck me and a friend is sad (uh-huh!)
I'm headed to the top, bitch, I'm tryna get it on! (yeah!)
A real bitch'll be there for a nigga if he fall
The club packed front to the back up in this bitch (uh-huuuh!)
Got on my Louie checkers grey and black up in this bitch
Diamonds on my neck! - Diamon'-diamonds on my neck!
Bitch nigga front if you want - We got swammies on the deck! (ooohhh!)
Put your ass here - over a bitch, the bitch ain't shit
Since a porno clip with a bitch - She can't suck dick;
But damn nigga, use your head!
She gon' find another dick to suck when you're dead! [echoes] (hahaaa!)
[Outro:]
WestSiiide!
This that shit right here
Feel like it's s'pose to be on that "Detox"!
Yeah!
Niggas think they better than me
But they NOT!
Fuck that!
I'm just gon' start over!
So why you act like I ain't been that nigga 8 years?
And I'm a new nigga!
Call me "Ferrari"!
GG-GG- G-Unit!
50 cent - baby by me
[Bridge]
Have a baby
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
[Chorus]
Shawty said take it off, I take it off
Climb right outta my clothes
Want me to break you off, I break you off
Till your love come down on them walls
I'm extremely focused when I'm strokin'
I bet I'll get you open
I'll leave your headboard broken, you think I'm jokin'
I bet I'll get ya open
[Part I]
First it's her neck, yeah then her back
Yea I'm a freak, I get into all that
Girl I perform for ya, like a porno star
Till ya had enough then I just need a lil' bit more
New music new move new position
New erotic sounds is goin' down now listen
I can hear your heartbeat your sweatin'
I can paint a perfect picture
I get deeper and deeper
I told ya I'd get ya
I work that murk that just the way ya like it baby
Turn a quickie into an all nighter maybe
Your sex drive it match my sex drive
Then we be movin' as fast as a Nascar ride
Switch gears slow down, go down whoa now
You can feel every inch of it when we intimate
I use my tounge baby, I'll leave you sprung baby
I'll have ya head spinnin' sayin 50 so crazy
[Chorus]
Shawty said take it off, I take it off
Climb right outta my clothes
Want me to break you off, I break you off
Till your love come down on them walls
I'm extremely focused when I'm strokin'
I bet I'll get you open
I'll leave your headboard broken, you think I'm jokin'
I bet I'll get ya open
[Bridge]
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
[Part II]
Girl I want you to gimmie what you got then gimmie more
Baby you can start on top on all fours
You know I like it, when you get into it
Don't nobody do it, uh, like I do it
Feel the rush, from my touch get intoxicated
Drunk off my love, call it hennessy thug
Passion ya laughin' I make you smile on a regular
Tell me what you want, shawty that's what I'ma give to ya
I need you to give what I need, I want the liquor and weed
I need you to maybe give me a seed
I need you to give me reason to breath
I need you, I'm tellin' you this and now you know what I need
I be your part-time or full-time lover significant other
No matter which was it go, I'm oh so gutter
Girl you can get it how ever you wan' get it
I'm feelin ya style, I'm tellin' you right now I'm with it
[Chorus]
Shawty said take it off, I take it off
Climb right outta my clothes
Want me to break you off, I break you off
Till your love come down on them walls
I'm extremely focused when I'm strokin'
I bet I'll get you open
I'll leave your headboard broken, you think I'm jokin'
I bet I'll get ya open
[Bridge]
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Have a baby by me.. Baby! Be a millionaire
Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire, Be a millionaire
50 cent - pimp
[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 keepher
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
50 cent - 21 question
ladies and gentelmen u r now rockin with debreca
i aint lookin 4 no superman dat will try n save me
i juss want u to be mah baby
ur sexy style got me goin crazy
i wanna feel ur body layin next to me
i can give u what u want, need and dream
ill take care of u n fulfill ur fansasies
got sum questions dat i need to ask and i
hope u can come up with da answers
boy, its easy to love me now
would u love me if i was down and out
would u still have love 4 me (2x)
if i couldnt hold it down would u still luv me
if my body wasnt bangin would u still touch me
if u wasnt in da mood would u still rub me
would u put my needs first without moanin and complainin
when im mad at da world would u back me
or would u say i was trippin and tryin to check me
dese r sum of da things i g2 know b4 i take u on and let myself
go
would u trip n call me bitch if i speak mah mind
would u call me needy if i wanna spend sum time
would u call me greedy cuz i wanna bump n grind everynite
can u handle dat im not domesticated
lil ghetto but more sufisticated
its not really dat complicated
i juss want dis 2 be rite
boy, its easy to love me now
would u love me if i was down and out
would u still have love 4 me (2x)
now let the past go so we can have da future
and to push the shovel would u come thru 4 me
i cant do bad by myself be sad by myself
i cant be broke by my damn self
would it be too much to ask 4 u to b a man
and if u ever got mad would u cause me pain
would u call me sweet thangs cuz im ur baby gurl
would i b ur whole wide world
would i b da apple of ur eye
would u ever wanna make me cry
if u really want me by ur side
tell me how hard would u try
dont b mad cuz im askin 21 questions
ive learned by lesson b4 n i need to knoe
boy, its easy to love me now
would u love me if i was down and out
would u still have love 4 me (2x)
when im chillin
would u luv me when i fuss
i ask 21 questions n dey all bout us (2x)
50 cent - window shopper
[50 Cent]
Ohh!
The top feel so much better than the bottom
So much better
[Chorus: 50 Cent
Nigga youse a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the dealership tryna get a test drive
Nigga youse a window shopper
Nigga as fuck when you see me ride by
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Summertime, white Porsche Carrera is milky
I'm on the grind, let my paper stack but I'm filthy
It's funny how niggaz get to screw-facin' at me
Anyhow they ain't got the heart to get at me
I'll get down, Southside's the hood that I come from
So I don't cruise through nobody 'hood without my gun
They know the kid ain't gon' for all that bullshit
Try and stick me, I'ma let off a full clip
It ain't my fault you done fucked up your re-up
At the dice game who told you put a G up?
Everybody mad when they paper don't stack right
But when I come around y'all niggaz better act right
When we got the tops...down you can hear the systems thump
Nigga when we rollin', rollin', rollin'
Shut ya block down, quick to put a hole in a chump
Nigga when we rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Nigga youse a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the dealership tryna get a test drive
Nigga youse a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Niggaz love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in
They come to scoop me up at L.A.X. and I hop in
Now when it comes to bad bitches you know I got them
Some from Long Beach, some from Watts and from Compton
You know a nigga wanna see how Cali girls freak off
After that five hour flight from New York
I start spittin G at a bitch like a pimp, mang
Tell her, "Meet me at the Mondrian so we can do our thang."
She can bring the lingerie with her, I sup-pose
Then we can go from fully dressed to just having no clothes
Then she can run and tell her best friend 'bout my sex game
Then her best friend could potentially be next, mayne
Listen mayne, shit...changed, I came up I'm doin my thang
Homey I'm holdin', holdin', holdin'
Oh shit mayne, the store owner watchin' you
Before somethin' get stolen, stolen, stolen
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Nigga youse a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy
Nigga youse a window shopper
In the dealership tryna get a test drive
Nigga youse a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by
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