50 Cent lyrics
50 Cent lyrics
"I'm Supposed To Die Tonight lyrics"
Ten - The Empire lyrics
The Beast shall rise from the sea of nations, Aligned for the sign of the times. The teeth of iron will devour the Earth That its fierce countenance crucifies. Beneath the fire of the grand design, The throne is burning inside. Ten men, united the Empire, Revived, rising alive. And they shall be of one mind and one power. And they shall be
The Beast shall rise from the sea of nations, Aligned for the sign of the times. The teeth of iron will devour the Earth That its fierce countenance crucifies. Beneath the fire of the grand design, The throne is burning inside. Ten men, united the Empire, Revived, rising alive. And they shall be of one mind and one power. And they shall be
[Intro - 50 Cent]
Ahh man
You know where the niggas be at right?
Take me to 'em
[Chorus- 50 Cent]
All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
I'm supposed to die tonight
niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the shit okay
I'm down to ride tonight
We rollin, whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm down to ride tonight
We smokin', straight locin', locked and loaded
Somebody gon' die tonight
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
This is nothin' new, I been in the position before
Grandma crib, niggas outside of her door
Different day, same shit, old mac, new clip
Thirty two hollow tips, gloves, no rubber grip
I'm a boss, but niggas never show no res
Back Home lyrics
Going back right the cities through the country rivers so pretty people wonder why I'm going back home. Just the place where I belong back home back home back home back home. Well I'm a round the world rambler just a forune gambler. It's always good to be back home - round and round the world goes round got ma friends in every town from bor
pectGoing back right the cities through the country rivers so pretty people wonder why I'm going back home. Just the place where I belong back home back home back home back home. Well I'm a round the world rambler just a forune gambler. It's always good to be back home - round and round the world goes round got ma friends in every town from bor
I catch 'em slippin', I have 'em tongue kissin' my tec
Wanna come test me, pussy boy don't try
Police responds, never fast enough, the shots fired
Don't be stupid, find out who you fuckin' wit son
'Fore we find out where ya bitch gets her hair and nails done
Its elementary, life is but a dream
You know row, row ya boat, your blood forms a stream
After you get hit, you shoulda thought about the shit
You took that paper, you take a life or ya life get took bitch
Sometimes, I sit and look at life from a different angle
Don't know if I'm God's child or I'm Satan's angel
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
I'm supposed to die tonight
Put Your Lovin' Through The Test lyrics
(feat. Roger Troutman) Let me Go down on you, baby Girl, why don't you let me Go down on you, baby Play it for me one time, Roger Send me (Send me) I need some lovin' (Some good lovin') right, right now Let me in, let me in, let me in So let me come in (Would you let me come on in) Let me make it g
niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the shit okay(feat. Roger Troutman) Let me Go down on you, baby Girl, why don't you let me Go down on you, baby Play it for me one time, Roger Send me (Send me) I need some lovin' (Some good lovin') right, right now Let me in, let me in, let me in So let me come in (Would you let me come on in) Let me make it g
I'm down to ride tonight
We rollin, whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm down to ride tonight
We smokin', straight locin', locked and loaded
Somebody gon' die tonight
[Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
In 2002, if you asked me to make a wish
I simply woulda wished that my music would be a hit
Big said damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper
And pray for my downfall, I understand it all
But me, I'm a little more flashy a nigga
So chances are, I'ma have to blast me a nigga
I'm on that keflon vest shit, that wild wild west shit
And eighty one 1 carrot stones in my necklace
I shine so hard, I make mothafuckas wanna kill me
Every p
Samba Hop lyrics
Even if it's jazz in the quiet storm Bebop converted in a hip hop form (Repeat) Visions of a musical plateau Thoughts fill my mind So I draw back and take aim Lyrical shots blast through the darkness When I spark this I leave an undescribable blood stain Hold fast, no need to panic There's no slipping or sliding to the other side I know who
rojects and every hood I go, they feel meEven if it's jazz in the quiet storm Bebop converted in a hip hop form (Repeat) Visions of a musical plateau Thoughts fill my mind So I draw back and take aim Lyrical shots blast through the darkness When I spark this I leave an undescribable blood stain Hold fast, no need to panic There's no slipping or sliding to the other side I know who
Know it sounds like rap, but this shit is real B
I don't talk that rich shit, but nigga I'm filthy
When I come out to play, had my mom been with me
You could bet your bottom dollar that revolver with me
Homeboy, frontin' on me will shorten your life span
Hold the mic with my left, the knife in my right hand
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
All through the hood, I keep hearin' niggas sayin'
I'm supposed to die tonight
niggas come put a hit out and they talkin' like the shit okay
I'm down to ride tonight
We rollin, whip stolen, AK loaded
I'm down to ride tonight
We smokin', straight locin', locked and loaded
Somebody gon' die tonight