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50 cent feat. G-unit- Hate it or love it (remix)
[Yeah], let's take em back
Uh huh
Comin' up I was confused my mamma kissin a girl
Confusion occurs comin' up in a cold world
Daddy ain't around probably out commitin' felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope for a [four]-finger ring
one of them gold ropes
nana told me if I pass [I] get a sheep skin coat
If I can move a few packs i'd get the hat, now that'd be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep at night
Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike
Different day same shit, ain't nothing good in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could
[Chorus (50 Cent & The Game):]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go 'head envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go 'head envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me
[Game]
I Told Dre from the gate I carried the heat for ya
First mixtape song i inherited beef for ya
Gritted my teeth for ya
G-G-G-G [Unit] Fo Ya
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show I threw away my NWA gold and
Had the whole crowd yellin "Free Yayo"
So Niggas betta get up outta mine
Fo' I creep and turn yo' projects into columbine
And I'm rap's MVP
Don't make me remind y'all what happened to DC
This nigga ain't Gotti
He pretend
mad at us cause Ashantil got a new boyfriend
And it seems yo' little rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even Young Buck can vouch
When the doubts was out who gave the west coast mouth to mouth
[Haha]
[Chorus - (50 Cent & Lloyd Banks)]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
[Go Head] envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
[Go Head] envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me
[50 Cent]
From the beginnin [to] the end
Losers lose winners win
This is real we [aint] gotta pretend
The cold world that we in
[Is] full of pressure and pain
I thought it would change its stayin the same
[Lloyd Banks]
How many of them boys was wit ya
When you had that little TV
You had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walkin with the snub
[Cus] niggas do a lot of slip talkin in the club
Til they coughing on the rug
I aint never had much but a walkman and a bud
My role model was gone
Snortin up his drugs
Bad enough we want me to choke
My boi' just got poked in the throat
Now its a [R.I.P.] shirt in my coat
Now im speedin' reminiscin'
Holdin' my weed [here] never listen
If I see him ,im'a lift him
Maybe that'll even the score
But if not it'll be me on the floor.
[Chorus - (50 Cent & Tony Yayo)]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go head' envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go head' envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere so you can get to know me
[Tony Yayo]
I started out at 15
Scared as hell
I took 30 off a pack
And i made them sales
As a youth man i used to hustle for loot
With that little deuce deuce
And my triple fat goose
Sippin' easy jesus
Rockin' the leases
But mama whipped me when she found my pieces
I look back on life [and] think thank god im blessed
We the best on the planet so forget the rest
[Young Buck]
You know im still nice wit my cook game
Look man
It's a hood thang
Thats why im loved in Brooklyn
I handle mine
Just like a real nigga should
If I do some time
Homie I'm still all good
Let me show you what a thug bout
Born to die
I took the bullets outta fifty
Put em in my fou. five
And i aint even got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who aint seen a royalty check
[Chorus - (50 Cent & Young Buck)]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go head' envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go head' envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me
Fergie-"Glamorous"
(feat. Ludacris)
If you ain't got no money take yo'broke ass home
You say: If you ain't got no money take yo'broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
[B-Section:]
We flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' the life
In the fast lane
And I wont change
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
[chorus:]
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
By the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
[Verse:]
Wear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shopping for expensive things
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine
I'm no queen, I'm no machine
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive through, raw as hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after the Grammies
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang
And now I'm in...
[B-section then chorus]
[Ludacris:]
I'm talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothing but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue what to do with us
I've got enough money in the bank for the two of us
Brother gotta keep enough lettuce
To support your shoe fetish
Lifestyles so rich and famous
Robin Leach will get jealous
Half a million for the stones
Taking trips from here to Rome
So If you ain't got no money take yo'broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
[B-section + chorus x2]
[Verse:]
I got problems up to here
I've got people in my ear
Telling me these crazy things
That I don't want to know (fuck y'all)
I've got money in the bank
And I'd really like to thank
All the fans, I'd like to thank
Thank you really though
Cause I remember yesterday
When I dreamt about the days
When I'd rock on MTV, that be really dope
Damn, It's been a long road
And the industry is cold
I'm glad my daddy tell me so, he let his daughter know. [x3]
Miss Kiss
Post je objavljen 18.03.2007. u 14:43 sati.