Текст (слова) песни: 50 Cent - What Up Gangsta

G-Unit (What)
We in here (What)
We can get the drama popping
We don`t care (What, what, what)
It`s going down (What)
`Cause I`m around (What)
50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Cuz? (What)
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Gangstaaa?

[Verse 1]
They say I walk around like got an "S" on my chest
Naw, that`s a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court
But I`ll hunt or duck a nigga down like it`s sport
Front on me, I`ll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can`t none with ya then fuck ya
I`m not the type to get knocked for D.W.I.
I`m the type that`ll kill your connect when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit then they know me
I grew up around some niggas that`s not my homies
Hundred G`s I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)
D`s come we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow`s been mastered, the ice I flash it
Chokes me, I`ll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
I`m on the next level, right lane forget bezzle
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, god (what)

[Chorus] (1st time w/o first "What up, Blood?") (2x)

[Bridge]
We don`t play that
We don`t play that
We don`t play that (G-Unit)
We don`t play around

[Verse 2]
I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
In December I`ll make your block feel like summer
The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine
Every chick I fuck with is a dime
I`m like Patty LaBelle, homie, I`m on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I`m a rolling stone
Cross my path I`ll crush ya, thinking I won`t touch ya
I`ll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas

[Chorus] (2x)

[Bridge] (4x)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: 50 Cent - What Up Gangsta G-Unit (What) We in here (What) We can get the drama popping We don`t care (What, what, what) It`s going down (What) `Cause I`m around (What) 50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down) [Chorus: repeat 2X] What up, Blood? (What) What up, Cuz? (What) What up, Blood? (What) What up, Gangstaaa? [Verse 1] They say I walk around like got an "S" on my chest Naw, that`s a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court But I`ll hunt or duck a nigga down like it`s sport Front on me, I`ll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya You getting money? I can`t none with ya then fuck ya I`m not the type to get knocked for D.W.I. I`m the type that`ll kill your connect when the coke price rise Gangstas, they bump my shit then they know me I grew up around some niggas that`s not my homies Hundred G`s I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah) D`s come we dump the diesel and battery acid This flow`s been mastered, the ice I flash it Chokes me, I`ll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard I`m on the next level, right lane forget bezzle Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, god (what) [Chorus] (1st time w/o first "What up, Blood?") (2x) [Bridge] We don`t play that We don`t play that We don`t play that (G-Unit) We don`t play around [Verse 2] I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger? When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder In December I`ll make your block feel like summer The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine Every chick I fuck with is a dime I`m like Patty LaBelle, homie, I`m on my own Where I lay my hat is my home, I`m a rolling stone Cross my path I`ll crush ya, thinking I won`t touch ya I`ll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas [Chorus] (2x) [Bridge] (4x) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни What Up Gangsta: http://musworld.ru/music/num/1/1/5455.html Все тексты песен: 50 Cent » 50 Cent - True Loyalty » 50 Cent - 50 Bars » 50 Cent - Ghetto Qu`ran (Forgive Me Pt. 1) » 50 Cent - Build You Up » 50 Cent - 50 Cent is the Future » 50 Cent - You Aint No Gangsta » 50 Cent - Call Me » 50 Cent - U Heard Me » 50 Cent - No Mercy, No Fear » 50 Cent - Green Lantern » 50 Cent - Killa Tape Intro » 50 Cent - Just A Lil` Bit » 50 Cent - Like My Style (feat. Tony Yayo) » 50 Cent - Killa Tape Intro » 50 Cent - Intro » 50 Cent - To All My Niggas (Remix) » 50 Cent - U Should Be Here » 50 Cent - Whoo Kid Freestyle » 50 Cent - Intro » 50 Cent - As The World Turns Рекомендуем скачать: » Устинов Юрий - Прилечу на рассвете » Успенская Люба - Расскажи мне мама » Устинов Юрий - А радость размножается деленьем » Успенская Люба - Банкет » Устинов Юрий - Весенщина » Устинов Юрий - А по ночам у высокого плетня » Умка и Броневичок - Я изменила себе » Ундервуд - Вахтёры твоей любви » Устинов Юрий - Мы по берегу пошли » Устинов Юрий - Друзьям » Успенская Люба - Тонкий лед » Умка и Броневичок - Без ничего » Уматурман - Раненный в висок » Успенская Люба - Горький шоколад » Умка и Броневичок - Калифорния » Умка и Броневичок - Не спеша » Умка и Броневичок - Ход кротом » Успенская Люба - Рябиновая настоечка » Уматурман - Ночной дозор » Умка и Броневичок - Без меня не завертится мир
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