| I do more than talk that I mu’fuckin walk that
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| Blue Yankee cap back, fuck around get CLAPPED AT
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| I sleep with the stainless I walk with the stainless
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| Man everybody know about 50 I’m famous
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| New York New York!!! |
| I run New York!!!
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| Ask Dread at the weed spot I come through in the mean drop
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| In different boroughs I have different moments
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| On different days niggas know how I’m on it
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| I’m pretty like a Harlem nigga, I’m a shooter like a Brooklyn nigga
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| I’m a hustler don’t get no bigger
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| Queens, SouthSide 'til they bury me BX two tek’s, flames out the nozzles
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| R1 One wheel, Christian Dior goggles
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| Spare with me start some shit send the shooters out
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| Come out the club we out front with the Ruegers out
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| Nah ain’t no sense to talkin peace my brotha
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| That beef will probably send your monkey ass to see Allah
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| These niggas ain’t strong enough! |
| Their money ain’t long enough!!!
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| When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!
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| We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! |
| (THESE SUCKER ASS NIGGAS!!!)
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| These niggas ain’t strong enough! |
| Their money ain’t long enough!!!
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| When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!
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| We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! |
| (SUCK ON THIS NIGGA!!!)
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| When I said I’ll kill ya, I’ll kill ya, as a kid I wasn’t kiddin then
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| Special ed kid in the back on Ritalin
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| Crib all fucked up, hooptie all fucked up Pockets all fucked up, now nigga wassup?
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| I’m rcih now, niggas know about my dividends
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| Look at the Raw Report, check out what I’m livin in Fuck a spot now, I’m 'bout to buy a yacht now
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| Crib the size of the New York City clock now
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| Okay okay — try me and get shot down
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| I’m like a zebra, I got so many stripes
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| I’m the fuckin general, I RUN MY CLIQUE RIGHT!
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| It was five of us, ALL of us millionaires
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| Now one’s a fuckin junkie, and one’s a fuckin queer
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| Now it’s three of us, that’s the way we started
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| They call me crazy, cold-blooded and BLACK-hearted
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| I don’t play no games, niggas +Beg for Mercy+
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| Then we «T.O.S.», put that ass to rest
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| These niggas ain’t strong enough! |
| There money ain’t long enough!!!
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| When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!
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| We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! |
| (THESE SUCKER ASS NIGGAS!!!)
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| These niggas ain’t strong enough! |
| There money ain’t long enough!!!
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| When they bump heads with me, they find out the guns do bust!!!
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| We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! |
| (SUCK ON THIS NIGGA!!!) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Strong Enough , by - 50 Cent. Song from the album Before I Self-Destruct, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп