Song | Banks Victory |
Artist | G-Unit |
Artist | 50 Cent |
Artist | DJ Whoo Kid |
Album | No Mercy, No Fear |
[00:00.94] | Artist:50 cent |
[00:02.31] | Songs Title:banks victory |
[00:03.31] | |
[00:14.63] | Yo, yo we cant stay alive forever |
[00:15.94] | So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together |
[00:19.07] | Im high as ever, more holes and more cheddar |
[00:21.82] | G-unit move around wit them pounds and berretas |
[00:24.19] | Yea faggot, if I want it Im gon have it |
[00:27.07] | Regardless if its handed to me or I gotta grab it |
[00:29.69] | Dont make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me |
[00:32.26] | Im cocky, raps rocky, nigga you sloppy |
[00:33.69] | You know that im, 8 levels above you nigga |
[00:36.13] | Ill club you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga |
[00:38.57] | Im the wrong one to provoke |
[00:42.57] | You rattin on niggas is only gon leave you smoke |
[00:45.32] | So the only thing left now is tools for these cowrads |
[00:47.63] | I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards |
[00:49.69] | They pop shit till we start approaching these cowards |
[00:52.13] | While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers |
[00:55.76] | I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer |
[00:58.13] | And who flip when I call a bitch like she queen latifah |
[01:00.88] | Not all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper |
[01:03.34] | This shit can get uglier than the master p sneaker |
[01:05.74] | We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus |
[01:08.37] | Soon as spring break hos home from college wanna fuck us |
[01:11.07] | I aint here to drop knowledge on you suckas |
[01:13.45] | Ill sick rottweilers on you fuckas, cops followin to cuff us |
[01:16.07] | Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros |
[01:19.13] | When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero |
[01:21.76] | Ima break before I lay floor berry |
[01:23.82] | Besides, every rapper aint a star, nigga plad aint bulbary |
[01:26.69] | You cant tame lloyd, smokin by the big screen |
[01:29.51] | You changin the channel looks like Im playin the game boy |
[01:32.14] | I know to watch botherin ya vision |
[01:34.13] | You reach and Ill put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion |
[01:37.07] | Why party wit a pigeon? |
[01:38.82] | Im blowin a 10 cuz bush handin flyers for a party in a prison |
[01:41.32] | Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps |
[01:45.07] | Im the last rapper to scare niggas since craig mack |
[01:47.88] | Now every mornings a fast start |
[01:49.82] | And there aint problem gettin dressed cuz my closet got more aisles than pathmark |
[01:52.26] | Run, move startin a wave |
[01:55.39] | And leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of eggs |
[01:57.76] | Im the young pimp pardon my age |
[02:00.59] | I dont got long hair but if I did she be puttin my braids |
[02:03.51] | Niggas find what club they at |
[02:04.82] | Take em wit us, and run a train on em like a subway mac |
[02:08.57] | Get advances from grey agra |
[02:10.38] | See these record labels got most artists gettin fucked like the gay rappa |
[02:12.93] | I go the college on the tour |
[02:16.06] | Im goin down in history nigga, next to wallace and shakur |
[02:18.30] | I keep ya ammo clean, text polished in the drawer |
[02:21.31] | Cameras by the hamper that mine into the floor |
[02:24.50] | By now, you probably heard of me |
[02:26.62] | Fresh outta surgery, flashy as a fuck, you gon have to murder me |
[02:29.87] | Burglary, Im leavin wit cha nikes bergendy, white t, bergendy |
[02:32.01] | You match now, back down |
[02:35.38] | Niggas love to hate you, but love you when you disappear |
[02:37.57] | Catch me on the boat wit weed smoke and official gear |
[02:40.51] | Heavy when I toke, c notes from different years |
[02:42.89] | Besly in the robe, re-motes for liftin chairs |
[02:45.64] | You aint rich, but we glad to snatch ya |
[02:47.95] | I send cars to crib like Im a cab dispatcha |
[02:50.64] | You better off wit ya stupid guys, lookin for a coupe to drive |
[02:53.13] | You aint gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized |
[02:55.95] | Its a damn shame yall still local |
[02:58.37] | Im in a million dollar studio layin my vocals |
[03:00.93] | Nigga |
[03:01.24] | Still in the projects nigga, you aint goin nowhere |
[03:05.24] | You gon fuckin be there for the rest of yo muthafuckin life |
[03:09.68] | And yo momma said, Im supposed to tell you somethin..... |
[03:13.68] | To encourage you, somethin positive |
[03:17.80] | Aight well I aint gon lie to you muthafucka, he aint goin nowhere |
[03:22.68] | Get yaself a beer, get on the fuckin curve |
[03:25.49] | Fuckin dirtbag |
[00:00.94] | Artist: 50 cent |
[00:02.31] | Songs Title: banks victory |
[00:03.31] | |
[00:14.63] | Yo, yo we cant stay alive forever |
[00:15.94] | So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together |
[00:19.07] | Im high as ever, more holes and more cheddar |
[00:21.82] | Gunit move around wit them pounds and berretas |
[00:24.19] | Yea faggot, if I want it Im gon have it |
[00:27.07] | Regardless if its handed to me or I gotta grab it |
[00:29.69] | Dont make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me |
[00:32.26] | Im cocky, raps rocky, nigga you sloppy |
[00:33.69] | You know that im, 8 levels above you nigga |
[00:36.13] | Ill club you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga |
[00:38.57] | Im the wrong one to provoke |
[00:42.57] | You rattin on niggas is only gon leave you smoke |
[00:45.32] | So the only thing left now is tools for these cowrads |
[00:47.63] | I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards |
[00:49.69] | They pop shit till we start approaching these cowards |
[00:52.13] | While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers |
[00:55.76] | I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer |
[00:58.13] | And who flip when I call a bitch like she queen latifah |
[01:00.88] | Not all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper |
[01:03.34] | This shit can get uglier than the master p sneaker |
[01:05.74] | We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus |
[01:08.37] | Soon as spring break hos home from college wanna fuck us |
[01:11.07] | I aint here to drop knowledge on you suckas |
[01:13.45] | Ill sick rottweilers on you fuckas, cops followin to cuff us |
[01:16.07] | Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros |
[01:19.13] | When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero |
[01:21.76] | Ima break before I lay floor berry |
[01:23.82] | Besides, every rapper aint a star, nigga plad aint bulbary |
[01:26.69] | You cant tame lloyd, smokin by the big screen |
[01:29.51] | You changin the channel looks like Im playin the game boy |
[01:32.14] | I know to watch botherin ya vision |
[01:34.13] | You reach and Ill put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion |
[01:37.07] | Why party wit a pigeon? |
[01:38.82] | Im blowin a 10 cuz bush handin flyers for a party in a prison |
[01:41.32] | Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps |
[01:45.07] | Im the last rapper to scare niggas since craig mack |
[01:47.88] | Now every mornings a fast start |
[01:49.82] | And there aint problem gettin dressed cuz my closet got more aisles than pathmark |
[01:52.26] | Run, move startin a wave |
[01:55.39] | And leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of eggs |
[01:57.76] | Im the young pimp pardon my age |
[02:00.59] | I dont got long hair but if I did she be puttin my braids |
[02:03.51] | Niggas find what club they at |
[02:04.82] | Take em wit us, and run a train on em like a subway mac |
[02:08.57] | Get advances from grey agra |
[02:10.38] | See these record labels got most artists gettin fucked like the gay rappa |
[02:12.93] | I go the college on the tour |
[02:16.06] | Im goin down in history nigga, next to wallace and shakur |
[02:18.30] | I keep ya ammo clean, text polished in the drawer |
[02:21.31] | Cameras by the hamper that mine into the floor |
[02:24.50] | By now, you probably heard of me |
[02:26.62] | Fresh outta surgery, flashy as a fuck, you gon have to murder me |
[02:29.87] | Burglary, Im leavin wit cha nikes bergendy, white t, bergendy |
[02:32.01] | You match now, back down |
[02:35.38] | Niggas love to hate you, but love you when you disappear |
[02:37.57] | Catch me on the boat wit weed smoke and official gear |
[02:40.51] | Heavy when I toke, c notes from different years |
[02:42.89] | Besly in the robe, remotes for liftin chairs |
[02:45.64] | You aint rich, but we glad to snatch ya |
[02:47.95] | I send cars to crib like Im a cab dispatcha |
[02:50.64] | You better off wit ya stupid guys, lookin for a coupe to drive |
[02:53.13] | You aint gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized |
[02:55.95] | Its a damn shame yall still local |
[02:58.37] | Im in a million dollar studio layin my vocals |
[03:00.93] | Nigga |
[03:01.24] | Still in the projects nigga, you aint goin nowhere |
[03:05.24] | You gon fuckin be there for the rest of yo muthafuckin life |
[03:09.68] | And yo momma said, Im supposed to tell you somethin..... |
[03:13.68] | To encourage you, somethin positive |
[03:17.80] | Aight well I aint gon lie to you muthafucka, he aint goin nowhere |
[03:22.68] | Get yaself a beer, get on the fuckin curve |
[03:25.49] | Fuckin dirtbag |