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Текст песни "G'D Up" |
 [Hook: 50 Cent]
Ain't it amazing how crazy the hood
done made me
Feels like my emotions are froze
(I stay G'd up)
It's the things I done seen and the
shit I been through
That make my heart turn cold
(I stay G'd up)
I'm a gangsta you find out for sure if
you ever step on my toes
(I stay G'd up)
When I'm hangin out that window
with that AK fillin your punk ass with
holes
(I stay G'd up)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Cocaine, heroin, ecstasy, marijuana
I'm mule on that Greyhound from NY
to the Carolina
Paper chase, different name, same
face, don't catch a case
My road dog's on parole his baby
girl's four years old
We play the block, pistol cocked, you
could shoot or get shot
Kill you for your crack spot take
everything your ass got
Semi-automatic spray, bust back or
run away
Niggas talkin in the hood we'll handle
this another day
In November you make my shitlist if
you did you can cancel Christmas
I'll send you a gift niggas'll come and
leave your ass twisted
Them hollow tip shells burn baby
burn
See niggas get merked up, babies
born and the world turns
I seen it all crystal clear so I keep my
pistol near
Heart's never full of fear, homie I
stay well aware
Of what's going on around me,
motherfuckers want me dead
I go wit a smile on my face when it's
my time kid
[Hook: 50 Cent]
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Lil niggas I done paved the way, y'all
should thank em
But if you think otherwise bring your
boy over here so I can spank em
I'll put an end to your career BITCH
Before you speak on 50; buy a .40
and a spare clip
These niggas gassed up, gettin to
used to rap
Like I won't give em more bloodclots
than Supercat
Niggas'll SNATCH YA, I'm like a bat
catcher
I'll give a sign and and then throw
somethin at cha
Round here niggas die off hydro
And even when it ain't 4th of July it
sound like pyro
You smart enough to creep then lay
your dumb brains down
The pound'll spin you around like the
young James Brown
I know I'm hot but hey, I'm icy too
Rocks'll ll hit you from a block away
like a beat from Dr. Dre
We're takin over this year, K's and
the soldiers is here
Everyone knows it's a scare, YEAH
[Hook: 50 Cent]
[Verse 3: Young Buck]
My papa never bothered to show me
what it was to be a man
He'd just pop another bottle and
smoke up a half a gram
I would hop in my Impala and ride all
through the night
They gave my homeboy life so when
you do it do it right
My fingernails still filled with cocaine
residue
I still got the heart to go and bust
me a head or two
No other solution you think we
hollerin & hootin
Until you wake up and then you got
ta hear bout these shootings
I take a pull from a ? and put the clip
in my pocket
Before I take another bullet I'm
gonna pull it and pop it
And if it's beef my nigga, then let
your guns do your talkin
The graveyard has got plenty room
for a coffin
They say that we responsible for
boostin the crime rate
They say that we the reason that
these young niggas buyin weight
But I'm gonna keep this glock on my
waist til my dayin days
It's +Nuttin But a G Thang+ G-Unit &
+Dr. Dre+
[Hook: 50 Cent]
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