Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: 50 Cent feat. Lloyd Banks and amp; TonyНазвание : True LoyaltyДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Unh, yeah..I like the way this feel right here yo...turn me up in the head phones just a lil` bit yeah.. [50 Cent + (Lloyd Banks)] There ain`t shit in this world deeper than loyalty and love (Except loyalty and love, between thugs) For you, I pull up in the whip and spray the whole strip (For you, I walk up close and lay a nigga`s kin) For you, there ain`t a damn thing that I won`t do I`m a Thug, this my way I show, my love for you (Nigga for you, I get the coke, I`ma turn it into cash) For you, if we go broke, we gon` rob a nigga ass (For you, if we get knocked, I`ma have to take the weight `Cause with a record like yours dogg, you ain`t stayin` upstate) Nigga for you, I kill a whole God damn crew (Why?) `Cause I know you`d do the same thing too...haha I ride, you ride for me, my enemies your enemies How could you not love a Thug like me? [Chorus] Would you ride for me? (you ain`t even got to ask) Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast you, they blast me) Would you cry for me? (shit, when I die I don`t cry for me, justkeep reppin` Southside for me) Nigga, you ride for me? (you ain`t even got to ask) Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast you, they blast me) Would you cry for me? (shit, when I die I don`t cry for me, justkeep reppin` Southside for me) [50 Cent + (Lloyd Banks)] (Nigga, I`m the stem, you the crack I`m the clip, you the gat I`m the glock, you the mac I`m the artist, you the trap I`m a pen, you the pad I`m the Dutch, you the bag I`m the knife, you the stab I`m the driver, you the Jag) I`m the ice, you the bezel I`m grimy, you ghetto I`m the bow, you the arrow I`m the shell, you the barrel I`m a pimp, you a player I`m dope, you the hustler I`m a nine, quiet me down, you the muffler [Chorus] [Tony Yayo] You can catch me in public housing, wit` bundles of D Or in the Santa Monica mountains, bundled up to ski Since, time is money, I rhyme on the clock And walk through the strip with a nine in the ox You seen the ice, you know it`s top notch And when it comes to dice, I`m seeing` shorty to the shot box Banks stop, guns pop through your tank top And leave you wet up like a sonar range drop When I grind, I wear the same thing tomorrow When you grind, it`s Showtime at the Apollo Damn near every rapper gotta hide sixteen Well my flow`s like a ho that`s sixteen I ran through niggas, dismantled niggas They mad `cause they see me in Cancun bitches But I`m ghetto, straight from the `hood my nigga If there`s no toothbrush I`ma use my finger I got so many minks, and so many leathers The crib is surrounded by animal protesters I`m a grown man, still livin` like I`m young With the mind of an old man, full of wisdom Here the cops come, task force van Rock so much ice, I`m called Jack Frost man And while we sippin` on cris`, you sippin` backwash man Your team got heart, but your heart`s in my hand You want sixteen bars, in song format Or sixteen cars on your mom`s doormat...wha | Похожие исполнители: |
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