| This rap shit plays a major part in my life
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| So if you jeapordize it I got the right
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| To send a mothafucka at you tonight
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| G-Unit! |
| And I ain’t stoppin' till my clique poppin'
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| Swimmin' in barrels of money
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| Ma can walk around with her head up, cuz her child ain’t a dummy
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| It’s funny, niggas would rather see you sufferin' and hungry
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| I’m comfy as hell, skatin' with another nigga’s money
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| You lyin' your ass off, you know you ain’t that tough
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| I’m pullin' your mask off as soon as you act up
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| You know what I came for, a piece of the game, or
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| Artillery that’s about as long as a chainsaw (Lloyd Banks!)
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| I’m wide awake but it still feels like I’m dreamin'
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| Forty cal. |
| under my pillow, condom full of my semen
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| The physical presence of a female’s the form of a demon
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| That’s why I, fuck 'em and leave 'em
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| Get my nut while I’m breathin'
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| Cause they thought they’d catch me slippin', now I’m duckin' and trippin'
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| That’s a thousand dollar outfit what the fuck is you rippin'?
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| You trippin', more records could get my ass in position
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| Death waits for no religion whether Catholic or Christian
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| Listen, I went through Mama bitchin' in and out the kitchen
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| With probable cause, Papa was in and out of prison
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| You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
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| We got more four five’s and nines than a deck of cards
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| You can take me out the 'hood, but can’t take the 'hood out me (Cause what?)
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| Cause I’m ghetto, I’m ghetto
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| Niggas hate when you do good
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| But when you broke, your friends and your enemies
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| They love you, they love you
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| «Chi Chi, get the yayo»
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| Picture me being crack, out of town, trips on the train, What!
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| «Chi Chi, get the yayo»
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| Picture me being crack (Tony Yayo!)
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| You can sniff me, cut me, I’ll turn you to a junkie
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| I’m the number one seller in the whole fuckin' country
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| Wall Street niggas, they cop me on the low
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| White boys don’t call me coke, they call me blow
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| It’s time to go, on the bus, the train, the plane
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| I’m smuggled, I’m nothin' but trouble
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| I’ll make your money double
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| Cook me in baking soda
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| I’ll turn your Hooprock into a new Range Rover
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| I’ll pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator
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| Feed your family, turn your man to a hater
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| You can put me in your door panels or your stashbox
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| Put me in your Nikes, Timbs or Reeboks
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| If you cop three and a half you hustling backwards
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| Cop a hundred grams, you moving forwards
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| You tryin' to move more birds
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| …In PA all day, on the corner of Third
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| You can take me out the 'hood, but can’t take the 'hood out me (what?)
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| Cause I’m ghetto, I’m ghetto
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| Picture me polishin' pistols, I’m comin' to get you
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| The shells hit you, you screamin'
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| Think I’m playin'? |
| I mean it
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| Man, I done bought all these pistols
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| Lets get it poppin'
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| Start to wave em and boy shell cases get to droppin' (C'mon)
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| If Jeffrey’s down the corner, I got too much pride to hide
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| I’m outside, gun in my pocket just stunnin' I’m stoppin'
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| I’m dyin' to pop it, I’m young and I’m restless, you know the contestants
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| As the world turns, there’s lessons to be learned
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| Count all my blessin’s, clean up my weapons
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| I’m ready for war, the strong survive, the weak shall perish
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| I told you before, hoes they compliment me now like «50 nice chain»
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| Belagio, twenty grand in chips at the dice games
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| Ballin out, can’t stop gotta watch MTV, BET
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| Nigga you see me!
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| I wonder if you mad, cause I’m doin' good
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| Or cause niggas feelin' me more than you in your own 'hood
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| And it hurts cause you love 'em and they don’t love you back
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| Cause they know you just rappin' and you don’t bust a gat
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| You pussy
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| Yeah, explain it to the niggas in your hood nigga
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| They know you fuckin' frontin' nigga
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| Talkin' all that gangsta shit on a record, I see you nigga
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| Niggas know me nigga, ask around in my 'hood nigga
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| Read the «Daily News» nigga you see them talkin' about me nigga
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| I’m in the middle of all kinds of shit
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| Pussy, lets get it poppin' |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 8 More Miles, artist - 50 Cent. Album song P.I.M.P., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп