50 Cent – Wankster

50 Cent
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исполнитель 50 Cent

жанр R’n’B, Рэп

длительность 03:16

размер 7.84 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

загружено MC.Searcher

Wankster
03:16
Hoo, Yeah, it's 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50 Break it down I got a lot of living to do before I die And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it You said you were a gangsta but you never pop nothin' We said you were a Wanksta and you need to stop frontin' You ain't a friend of mine, you ain't no kin of mine What makes you think that I'ma run up on you with the nine We do this all the time, right now we on the grind So hurry up and copy go selling nicks and dimes Shorty she's so fine, I gotta make her mine A ass like that gotta be one of a kind I crush 'em every time, punch 'em with every line I'm fucking with they mind, I make them press rewind They know they can't shine if I'm around the rhyme Been on parole since '94 'cause I commit the crime I send you my line, I did a three to nine If D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin' dimes You said you were a gangsta but you never pop nothin' We said you were a wanksta and you need to stop frontin' You go with the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' a long time, and you ain't got nothin' You said you were a gangsta but you never pop nothin' We said you were a wanksta and you need to stop frontin' You go with the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' a long time, and you ain't got nothin' Damn homie, in high school you was the man, homie What the fuck happened you? I got the sickest vendetta, when it come to the chedda Nigga you play with my paper, you gonna meet my berretta Now shorty think I'ma sweat her, sippin' on amoretta I'm livin' once then deada, I know I can do betta' She look good but I know she after my chedda She tryin' to get in my pockets, homie and I ain't gonna let her Be easy, start some bullshit, you get your whole crew wet We're in the club doing the same old two step Guerilla unit 'cause they say we bugged out 'Cause we don't go nowhere without toast we thugged out You said you were a gangsta but you never pop nothin' We said you were a wanksta and you need to stop frontin' You go with the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' a long time, and you ain't got nothin' You said you were a gangsta but you never pop nothin' We said you were a wanksta and you need to stop frontin' You go with the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' a long time, and you ain't got nothin' Me I'm no mobsta', me I'm no gangsta' Me I'm no hitman, me I'm just me, me Me I'm no wanksta', me I'm no acta' But it's me you see on your TV 'Cause I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk greasy By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets If you play me close, for sure I'm gonna pop my heat Niggas sayin' they gonna murda 50, how? We ridin' 'round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow What you know about AK's and AR 15's? Equipped with night vision, shell catchers and dem things, huh You said you were a gangsta but you never pop nothin' We said you were a wanksta and you need to stop frontin' You go with the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' a long time, and you ain't got nothin' You said you were a gangsta but you never pop nothin' We said you were a wanksta and you need to stop frontin' You go with the dealership, but you never cop nothin' You been hustlin' a long time, and you ain't got nothin' Aha Damn homie
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