Banks Victory-50 Cent

歌手 : 50 Cent

专辑 : No Mercy No Fear

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:31

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TXT Banks Victory-50 Cent 文本歌词

Artist：50 cent

Songs Title：banks victory

Yo yo we cant stay alive forever

So if sh*t hit the fan then we might as well die together

Im high as ever more holes and more cheddar

G-unit move around wit them pounds and berretas

Yea faggot if I want it Im gon have it

Regardless if its handed to me or I gotta grab it

Dont make a a** outta yaself tryin to stop me

Im cocky raps rocky ni**a you sloppy

You know that im 8 levels above you ni**a

Ill club you ni**a I never heard of you ni**a ugly ni**a

Im the wrong one to provoke

You rattin on niggas is only gon leave you smoke

So the only thing left now is tools for these cowrads

I got no friends f**k most of these cowards

They pop sh*t till we start approaching these cowards

While we lay around dollars they lay around flowers

I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit **

And who flip when I call a b**ch like she queen latifah

Not all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper

This sh*t can get uglier than the master p sneaker

We slidin through the ruckus wit prada on the chuckus

Soon as spring break hos home from college wanna f**k us

I aint here to drop knowledge on you suckas

Ill sick rottweilers on you f**kas cops followin to cuff us

Top dollars to discuss this whole lotta zeros

When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero

Ima break before I lay floor berry

Besides every rapper aint a star ni**a plad aint bulbary

You cant tame lloyd smokin by the big screen

You changin the channel looks like Im playin the game boy

I know to watch botherin ya vision

You reach and Ill put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion

Why party wit a pigeon

Im blowin a 10 cuz bush handin flyers for a party in a prison

Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps

Im the last rapper to scare niggas since craig mack

Now every mornings a fast start

And there aint problem gettin dressed cuz my closet got more aisles than pathmark

Run move startin a wave

And leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of eggs

Im the young pimp pardon my age

I dont got long hair but if I did she be puttin my braids

Niggas find what club they at

Take em wit us and run a train on em like a subway mac

Get advances from grey agra

See these record labels got most artists gettin f**ked like the gay rappa

I go the college on the tour

Im goin down in history ni**a next to wallace and shakur

I keep ya ammo clean text polished in the drawer

Cameras by the hamper that mine into the floor

By now you probably heard of me

Fresh outta surgery flashy as a f**k you gon have to murder me

Burglary Im leavin wit cha nikes bergendy white t bergendy

You match now back down

Niggas love to hate you but love you when you disappear

Catch me on the boat wit w**d smoke and official gear

Heavy when I toke c notes from different years

Besly in the robe re-motes for liftin chairs

You aint rich but we glad to snatch ya

I send cars to crib like Im a cab dispatcha

You better off wit ya stupid guys lookin for a coupe to drive

You aint gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized

Its a damn shame yall still local

Im in a million dollar studio layin my vocals

Ni**a

Still in the projects ni**a you aint goin nowhere

You gon f**kin be there for the rest of yo muthaf**kin life

And yo momma said Im supposed to tell you somethin

To encourage you somethin positive

Aight well I aint gon lie to you muthaf**ka he aint goin nowhere

Get yaself a beer get on the f**kin curve

F**kin dirtbag