Текст песни: 50 Cent - Life`s On the Line (Bonus)

(Verse 1) Nobody likes me... Nobody likes me But that`s ok Cuz I don`t like yall anyway An` I don`t like yall anyway Yo! My watch talk for me My whip talk for me My gat talk for me BLAW! what up homie The bitches who don`t know me They wanna blow me Cuz the shit I floss with be sayin` everything for me I came into rap humbly I don`t give a fuck now I`ll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown The coke price go up Cats just come down The D`s run in my crib I`m nowhere to be found Niggas who hustle for me They don`t even stash cracks They keep it on `em Right there in they ass crack I don`t like a nigga I don`t pretend to I`ll Have the paramedics wrappin` Your fuckin` head like a Hindu Look I ain`t goin` nowhere So be used to me OG`s look at me An` see I`m what they used to be I`m that nigga that sold coke The nigga that sold dope The nigga that shot dice Went broke an` sold soap The thug that pop shit The thug that pop myth`s The thug that went from 3 1/2 To a whole brick Nigga ain`t in his right mind Goin` against me My bitches pray at the words That make a blind man see
(Hook) Scream Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Muurdaaa Fuck around an` leave you Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Murda, murda Your life`s on the line Ya`ll niggas don`t Want no parts of me I`m tryin` to figure out How ya`ll started me You gon` make me Catch you on a late night Pop shots with the fifth Then slide off in the six
(Verse 2) I`m not a marksman while sparkin` So I spray random Not a pretty nigga But my moms think I`m handsome I hate to hear he say She say shit Unless he say She says She on my dick It`s no coincidence Niggas who fuck wit` me Get shot up (blaw, blaw) I`ll do a Cali-style- Drive by, an` tear your block up You soft duke You puttin` up a crazy front I stay wit` the mack Them niggas tried to blaze me once In the hood they`re like "Damn!" "50 really spit it on `em." "You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 really shitted on `em." Beef, you don`t want none So don`t start none You just a small playa in this game Play your part, son
(Hook) Scream Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Muurdaaa Fuck around an` leave you Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Murda, murda Your life`s on the line
(Verse 3) These cats always Escape reality when they rhyme That`s why they write about bricks An` only dealt with dimes Leave it to them An` they say they got a fast car Nascar Truck with a crash bar An` TV`s in the dash, Pa See them in the five Wit` stock rims I just laugh, Pa I catch stunts When I ain`t tryin` I ain`t lyin` I sip Don P `til I spit up Keep my wrist lit up Get out of line I`ll get you hit up Now if you say my name In your rhymes You better watch what you say You get carried away You could get shot An` carried away Now here`s a list of MC`s That could kill you in eight bars 50, ummm.... Jay-Z and Nas I`ma say this shit now An`never again We ain`t buddies We ain`t partners An` we damn sure ain`t friends The games you playin` You get killed like that Actin` like you all hard You ain`t built like that See me, when you see me nigga What! What!
(Hook) Scream Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Muurdaaa Fuck around an` leave you Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Murda, murda Your life`s on the line Ya`ll niggas don`t Want no parts of me I`m tryin` to figure out How ya`ll started me You gon` make me Catch you on a late night Pop shots with the fifth Then slide off in the six

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(Verse 1) Nobody likes me... Nobody likes me But that`s ok Cuz I don`t like yall anyway An` I don`t like yall anyway Yo! My watch talk for me My whip talk for me My gat talk for me BLAW! what up homie The bitches who don`t know me They wanna blow me Cuz the shit I floss with be sayin` everything for me I came into rap humbly I don`t give a fuck now I`ll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown The coke price go up Cats just come down The D`s run in my crib I`m nowhere to be found Niggas who hustle for me They don`t even stash cracks They keep it on `em Right there in they ass crack I don`t like a nigga I don`t pretend to I`ll Have the paramedics wrappin` Your fuckin` head like a Hindu Look I ain`t goin` nowhere So be used to me OG`s look at me An` see I`m what they used to be I`m that nigga that sold coke The nigga that sold dope The nigga that shot dice Went broke an` sold soap The thug that pop shit The thug that pop myth`s The thug that went from 3 1/2 To a whole brick Nigga ain`t in his right mind Goin` against me My bitches pray at the words That make a blind man see
(Hook) Scream Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Muurdaaa Fuck around an` leave you Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Murda, murda Your life`s on the line Ya`ll niggas don`t Want no parts of me I`m tryin` to figure out How ya`ll started me You gon` make me Catch you on a late night Pop shots with the fifth Then slide off in the six
(Verse 2) I`m not a marksman while sparkin` So I spray random Not a pretty nigga But my moms think I`m handsome I hate to hear he say She say shit Unless he say She says She on my dick It`s no coincidence Niggas who fuck wit` me Get shot up (blaw, blaw) I`ll do a Cali-style- Drive by, an` tear your block up You soft duke You puttin` up a crazy front I stay wit` the mack Them niggas tried to blaze me once In the hood they`re like "Damn!" "50 really spit it on `em." "You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 really shitted on `em." Beef, you don`t want none So don`t start none You just a small playa in this game Play your part, son
(Hook) Scream Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Muurdaaa Fuck around an` leave you Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Murda, murda Your life`s on the line
(Verse 3) These cats always Escape reality when they rhyme That`s why they write about bricks An` only dealt with dimes Leave it to them An` they say they got a fast car Nascar Truck with a crash bar An` TV`s in the dash, Pa See them in the five Wit` stock rims I just laugh, Pa I catch stunts When I ain`t tryin` I ain`t lyin` I sip Don P `til I spit up Keep my wrist lit up Get out of line I`ll get you hit up Now if you say my name In your rhymes You better watch what you say You get carried away You could get shot An` carried away Now here`s a list of MC`s That could kill you in eight bars 50, ummm.... Jay-Z and Nas I`ma say this shit now An`never again We ain`t buddies We ain`t partners An` we damn sure ain`t friends The games you playin` You get killed like that Actin` like you all hard You ain`t built like that See me, when you see me nigga What! What!
(Hook) Scream Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Muurdaaa Fuck around an` leave you Muurdaaa I don`t believe you Murda, murda Your life`s on the line Ya`ll niggas don`t Want no parts of me I`m tryin` to figure out How ya`ll started me You gon` make me Catch you on a late night Pop shots with the fifth Then slide off in the six

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