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アーティスト：50cent  アルバム：Get Rich or Die Tryin'  作曲：Curtis Jackson, Andre R. Young, Tom Coster & Mike Elizondo 

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Aye,you want some of this shit? Naw, I don't want that shit I don't give a fuck. I don't play that shit, and I'm finna' buss a cap in a nigga Man, shut the fuck up! Slow down, slow down, slow down! You see that brick house right there? That's the nigga crib. When he come out you gotta tighten his ass up. I'ma get in the other car. Aight If there's beef cock it and dump it The drama really means nothing to me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it When niggas run up on you with them thangs out I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught The DA can play this motherfucking tape in court I'll kill you I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing Catch you slipping I'ma kill you I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing Keep thinking I'm candy 'til ya fucking skull get popped And ya brain hop out the top like Jack-in-the-box In the hood summer time is the killing season It's hot out this bitch, that's a good enough reason I've seen gangstas get religious when they start bleeding Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" 'cause they ass leaking When that window roll down and that A.K. come out You can squeeze ya little handgun till you run out And you can run for ya backup But them machine gun shells gon' tear ya back up God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that 'Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right back It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya fucked I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier than Lady Luck Look, nigga, don't think you safe 'cause you moved out the hood 'Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and that ain't good If you was smart you'd be shook of me 'Cause I get tired of looking for ya Spray ya mama crib and let yo ass look for me If there's beef cock it and dump it The drama really means nothing to me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it When niggas run up on you with them thangs out I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught The DA can play this motherfucking tape in court I'll kill you I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing Catch you slipping I'ma kill you I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing



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