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50 cent

Ayo technology - text

30. ledna 2008 v 17:29
Something special,
Unforgetable,
50 Cent (cent),
Justin (tin),
Timbaland (land), god damn (damn)

She she, she want it, I want to give it to her
She know that, it's right here for her
I want to, see you break it down
I'm ballin', throw'n money around


Got you're head f**ked up from the way she did it
She's so much more than you're used to
She know's just how to move to seduce you
She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
Dance in you're lap till you're ready to pop

She always ready, when you want it she want it
Like a nympho, the info, I show you where to meet her
On the late night, till daylight the club jumpin'
If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want

Baby this a new age, you like my new craze
Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby
Why don't you come over here, you got me saying

Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me

Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her

Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you


Got a thing for that thing she got
The way she make it shake, the way she make it pop
Make it rain for us so she don't stop
I ain't got to move, I can sit and watch
In her fantasy, there's plain to see
Just how it be, on me, backstrokin', sweat soaking
All into my set sheets
When she ready to ride, I'm ready to roll
I'll be in this bitch till the club close
What should I do, one thing on all fours
Now that that shit should be against the law
From side to side, let the ride, break it down (down down)
You know I like, when you hike and you throw it all around
Different style, different move, damn I like the way you move
Girl you got me thinking about, all the things I do to you
Let's get it poppin' shorty we can switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen


Baby this a new age, you like my new craze
Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby
Why don't you come over here, you got me saying

Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me
Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her

Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you

I get money - text

30. ledna 2008 v 17:28
Get The Tano Imo Ready Black, Rich Ima Ready That,
Gangsta Genegak, Hene Hat Hene That,
Call That O River Rat, Oh Fuck The Chiva Chat,
When The Big God Make The Breed, A Barber I Cut Ya Head,
A Marchmen I Spray That (Bloot Blat [?])
Not Fuck With The Kid, I Get Benz With [?] Live... You Dead?


(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah,
I Run New York!
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah, Yeee, I Run New York!


You Can Call This My New Shit, But It Aint New Thou,
I Got Reed Of My Old Bitch, Now I Got New Hoes,
First It Was The Benzo, Now Im In A Enzo,
Ferrrarriii Im Sorrry I Keep Blowin' Up!
They Call Me The Cake Man, The Strawberry Sake Man,
I Spray They Are, Make The Whole Clique Break Down,
Spaxen - Men Men Flatline You Dead Now,
Nine Shells Mant... You All Get It Crackin',
I Was Young I Couldn't Do Good, Now I Cant Do Bad,
I Rive At The New Jack, I Just Bought The New Jack,
Now Nigga Why You Mad, Oh You Cant Do That?
Im So Forgivefull, They Callin' Me Khaki,
Im Come Around The Jewell, They Callin' Rocky!
Its The Ice On My Neck Man, The Wrist In My Left Hand,
Bling Like Blaoooow, You Like My Style? Haaaah Haaahh
Im Holla To The Bank Right Now!


(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah,
I Run New York!
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah, Yeee, I Run New York!

When I Talk To Talk, And I Walk The Walk,
Like A Teflon Don Boy I Run New York,
When I Come Out The Car, Yea I Pop The Card,
Yea I Keep It Gangsta, I Have Ya Eye Line The Charge...
(Ah) I Get It,
In The Hood If Ya Ask About Me, They Tell Ya Im About My Breed,
(Ah) I Get It,
Round The World If Ya Ask About Me, They Tell Yo They Love The Kid,

Hooooooooo Hey I Get It Etc, Etc... I Run New York I Get It...

Im Back On The Streets Mayn, Im Bringin' The Heat Mayn, Im All I Grind, Like All The Time,
Tryna Stop My Shine, I Kaaak My Nine, Dont Get Outta Line, I Said Dont Get Outta Line,

What up Gangsta

14. ledna 2008 v 14:38
G-Unit (What)
We in here (What)
We can get the drama popping
We don´t care (What, what, what)
It´s going down (What)
´Cause I´m around (What)
50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Cuz? (What)
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Gangstaaa?

[Verse 1]
They say I walk around like got an "S" on my chest
Naw, that´s a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court
But I´ll hunt or duck a nigga down like it´s sport
Front on me, I´ll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can´t none with ya then fuck ya
I´m not the type to get knocked for D.W.I.
I´m the type that´ll kill your connect when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit then they know me
I grew up around some niggas that´s not my homies
Hundred G´s I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)
D´s come we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow´s been mastered, the ice I flash it
Chokes me, I´ll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
I´m on the next level, right lane forget bezzle
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, god (what)

[Chorus (1st time w/o first "What up, Blood?") (2x)]

[Bridge]
We don´t play that
We don´t play that
We don´t play that (G-Unit)
We don´t play around

[Verse 2]
I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
In December I´ll make your block feel like summer
The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine
Every chick I fuck with is a dime
I´m like Patty LaBelle, homie, I´m on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I´m a rolling stone
Cross my path I´ll crush ya, thinking I won´t touch ya
I´ll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas

[Chorus (2x)]

[Bridge (4x)]

Candy shop - text

13. ledna 2008 v 20:01
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia]
[50 I'll take u to the CAndy shop I'll let u lick a lollipop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)
[Olivia]
I'll take you to the candy shop (yea)
Boy one taste of what I got (uh ha)
I'll have you spending all you got (cumon)
Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should I push up on it
Temperature rising, okay let's go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
I've got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasin' you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm tryin' to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hand (ha ha)
come on this is the best sex iv ever had
[Chorus]

[Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia]
Girl what we do (what we do)
And where we do (and where we do)
The things we do (things we do)
Are just between me and you (oh yeah)

Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in a rodeo

You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this
Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin' on my zipper
It's like it's a race who could get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch 'em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As long as she ain't stoppin, homie I ain't stoppin'
Drippin' wet with sweat man it's on and popping

Hate it or love it - text

13. ledna 2008 v 19:59
let´s take em back
Uh huh

Comin´ up I was confused my momma kissin´ a girl
Confusion occurs comin´ up in a cold world
Daddy ain´t around probably out commitin´ felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope for a [four]-finger ring
one of them gold ropes
nana told me if I pass [I] get a sheep skin coat
If I can move a few packs i´d get the hat, now that´d be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep at night
Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike
Different day same shit, ain´t nothing good in the hood
I´d run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

[Chorus (50 Cent & The Game):]
Hate it or love it the underdog´s on top
And I´m gonna shine homie until my heart stop

Go ´head envy me
I´m raps MVP
And I ain´t goin´ nowhere so you can get to know me

Hate it or love it the underdog´s on top
And I´m gonna shine homie until my heart stop

Go ´head envy me
I´m raps MVP
And I ain´t goin´ nowhere so you can get to know me

[Game]
I Told Dre from the gate I carried the heat for ya
First mixtape song i inherited beef for ya
Gritted my teeth for ya
G-G-G-G Fo Ya
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show I threw away my NWA gold and
Had the whole crowd yellin "Free Yayo"
So Niggas betta get up outta mine
Fo´ I creep and turn yo´ projects into columbine
And I´m rap´s MVP
Don´t make me remind y´all what happened to DC
This nigga ain´t Gotti
He pretend
Mad at us cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it seems yo´ little rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even Young Buck can vouch
When the doubts was out who gave the west coast mouth to mouth

[Chorus - (50 Cent & Lloyd Banks)]
Hate it or love it the underdog´s on top
And I´m gonna shine homie until my heart stop

[Go Head] envy me
I´m raps MVP
And I ain´t goin´ nowhere so you can get to know me

Hate it or love it the underdog´s on top
And I´m gonna shine homie until my heart stop

[Go Head] envy me
I´m raps MVP
And I ain´t goin´ nowhere so you can get to know me

[50 Cent]
From the beginnin [to] the end
Losers lose winners win
This is real we [aint] gotta pretend
The cold world that we in
[Is] full of pressure and pain
I thought it would change its stayin the same

[Lloyd Banks]
How many of them boys was wit ya
When you had that little TV
You had to hit on to get a picture
I´m walkin with the snub
[Cus] niggas do a lot of slip talkin in the club
Til they coughing on the rug
I aint never had much but a walkman and a bud
My role model was gone
Snortin up his drugs
Bad enough they want me to choke
My boi´ just got poked in the throat
Now its a [R.I.P.] shirt in my coat
Now im speedin´ reminiscin´
Holdin´ my weed [here] never listen
If I see him ,im´a lift him
Maybe that´ll even the score
But if not it´ll be me on the floor.

[Chorus - (50 Cent & Tony Yayo)]
Hate it or love it the underdog´s on top
And I´m gonna shine homie until my heart stop

Go head´ envy me
I´m raps MVP
And I ain´t goin´ nowhere so you can get to know me

Hate it or love it the underdog´s on top
And I´m gonna shine homie until my heart stop

Go head´ envy me
I´m raps MVP
And I ain´t goin´ nowhere so you can get to know me

[Tony Yayo]
I started out at 15
Scared as hell
I took 30 off a pack
And i made them sales
As a youth man i used to hustle for loot
With that little deuce deuce
And my triple fat goose
Sippin´ easy jesus
Rockin´ the leases
But mama whipped me when she found my pieces
I look back on life [and] think thank god im blessed
We the best on the planet so forget the rest

[Young Buck]
You know im still nice wit my cook game
Look man
It´s a hood thang
Thats why im loved in Brooklyn
I handle mine
Just like a real nigga should
If I do some time
Homie I´m still all good
Let me show you what a thug bout
Born to die
I took the bullets outta fifty
Put em in my fou. five
And i aint even got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who aint seen a royalty check

[Chorus - (50 Cent & Young Buck)]
Hate it or love it the underdog´s on top
And I´m gonna shine homie until my heart stop

Go head´ envy me
I´m raps MVP
And I ain´t goin nowhere so you can get to know me

Hate it or love it the underdog´s on top
And I´m gonna shine homie until my heart stop

Go head´ envy me
I´m raps MVP
And I ain´t goin nowhere so you can get to know me

Best friend - text

13. ledna 2008 v 19:23
Yeah! It's my tape man, listen to my tape
WOO!!!

[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

[Verse 1]
First we get the talkin, then we get the touchin
If we get pass the phone games we'll be fuckin
I kiss like the french therefore my tongue in your ear
Do it like the dogs do it girl and pull on your hair
For me a different scenery just mean a different position
In the tub or on the sink I improvise now listen
In the chopper or on the jet join the mile high club
I'm no fool I know money can't buy me love
But I'm a different type of nigga that make sure that you know
Instead of a rose, there's a hundred dozen of those
See I see somethin special when I look in your eyes
With your legs way back I see this pussy is mine
If you ain't sure when I'm talkin I don't tell you no lies
But there's things that you say that have me wonderin why
When I don't say what I'm thinkin it don't mean that I'm shy
Got on that shit you picked out for me that's why I'm so fly

[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

[Verse 2]
While you in your bubble bath I'll come wash on your back
When you puttin on your lotion I can help you with that
I sit and think of things to say that may make you smile
Or give you gifts from my heart to reflect my style
Or slang I use when we build may change how you talk
And if I'm focused while I'm strokin I could change how you walk
There's a swagger that you calm but when you come from New York
I'm a hustler I just hustle in the things that I bought
Separate me from the rest, I feel like I'm the best
If there's a price to pay for feelin you I pay that twice
I'm as ghetto as it gets girl you know that's right
I ain't got nothin to hide baby I tell you my secrets
'Fore you end up bein 'round long enough to peep shit
I get closer to you, I mean closer than close
I get into you, after I take off my clothes
Girl I been into you, mentally long before

If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

In da club - text

13. ledna 2008 v 19:22
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed

When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go

My flow, my show brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look nigga i done came up and i ain't change.

And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
When my junk get to pumpin in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up
If the niggas hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
You know where we fucking be


[Laughing] Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either nigga
In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
G-Unit

Disco inferno - text

13. ledna 2008 v 19:19
[Hook x2]
Lil´ mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake... shake... shake that ass girl.
[Verse 1]
Go, Go, Go, 50 in the house - bounce, y´all already know what I´m about.
The flow sounds sicker over Dre´ drums nigga,
I ain´t stupid - I see Doc and my dope come quicker.
Whoa!
Shorty´ hips is hypnotic, she moves is so erotic, but watch - I´m like bounce that assss girl.
I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, front in here, we´ll thump in here.
Oooohh.
I´m so gutter, so ghetto, so hood.
So gully, so grimey, what´s good?
Outside, the Benz on dubs -
I´m in the club wit the snubs - don´t start nothin´, it won´t be nothin´.
Uuuhhh.
[Hook x2]
Lil´ mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake.. shake.. shake that ass girl.
[Verse 2]
Let´s party, everybody stand up.
Everybody put ya hands up.
Let´s party, everybody bounce wit me.
Sip champagne and burn a little greenery.
This hot.
Disco Inferno, let´s go.
You are now rockin wit a pro.
I get toed to flip dough to get more, fo sho´.
Get my drank on nigga on the dance floor.
Look homie I don´t dance all i do is this.
It´s the same 2-step wit a lil´ twist.
Listen pimpin´ I ain´t new to this, I´m true to this.
Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this shit.
You mix a lil´ Cris with a little Don Perignon.
And a lil´ Hennessy, you know we ´finna carry on.
Hollerin´ at these snakes in da club tryin´ to get right,
we gonna be up in this bitch ´til we break daylight.
[Hook x2]
Lil´ mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake.. shake.. shake that ass girl.
[Verse 3]
You see me shinin´, lit up with diamonds as I stay grindin´.
Uh-huh.
Homie you can catch me swoopin Bentley coupe and switchin lanes.
U see me rollin, you know I´m holdin, I´m about my paper, yeah.
Nigga I´m serious, I ain´t playin´, I´m embeded in ya brain, I´m off the chain.
G-Unit!
Next level now, turn it up a notch.
Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot.
Front on me, oh no, you know I´m loco.
Hands up on the dance floor, ok let´s go!
[Hook x2]
Lil´ mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake.. shake.. shake that ass girl.

Fotečky

13. ledna 2008 v 19:11

O něm

13. ledna 2008 v 19:04
Curtis James Jackson (* 6. července 1975 New York),známý spíše pod pseudonymem 50 Cent, je americký černošský gangsta rapper,který se proslavil alby Get Rich or Die Tryin' a The Massacre. Celosvětově prodal dohromady 22 milionů nosičů těchto multiplatinových alb, čímž se řadí mezi nejúspěšnější rappery všech dob. Jackson má image tvrdého chlapíka, v mládí žil v chudých poměrech a prodával drogy.V roce 2000 na něj byl spáchán pokus o vraždu, při kterém byl devětkrát zasažen projektilem ráže 9mm, z útoku se však jakoby zázrakem zotavil, díky čemuž si vysloužil přezdívku Bulletproof (neprůstřelný). Je několikanásobně trestaný.
Vyrůstal v newyorském ghettu Jamica Queens,tehdy nazývaném "čtvrtí drog". Jeho matce bylo tehdy 15 let. V osmi letech se stal svědkem vraždy své vlastní matky. Otce nikdy nepoznal. A tak vyrůstal u prarodičů. Od 12 let dealoval crack a věnoval se boxování.V té samé čtvrti bydlel Jam Master Jay z Run D.M.C.Ten přivedl 50 Centa k rapu. Díky spolupráci s Fifty Centem se Jam Master Jay dostal na černou listinu lidí z drogového podsvětí kolem labelu Murda INC a krátce poté byl kvůli spolupráci s Fiftym ve svém studiu zavražděn. Následoval vstup do vydavatelství Columbia Records,pod nímž nahrál album Power of the Dollar,které však nevyšlo, jelikož na něj byl spáchán atentát, při němž málem zahynul.
Po vydání alba Get Rich or Die Tryin' se tak stává komerčně nejúspěšnějším rapperem roku 2003.Poté se prosazuje i se svou crew G-Unit,a to jak albem, tak založením oděvní značky, labelu a dalšího byznysu se značkou G-Unit.Výrobků s jeho signaturu je celá škála, od erotických pomůcek, přes kondomy, knihy, až po energetické nápoje. Po rapperovi Jay-Z je druhým nejbohatším umělcem Hip hopu
 
 

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