8 Mile Road(G-Unit remix)_50 Cent&Lloyd Banks&Tony Yayo

[ti:8 Mile Road(G-Unit remix)_50 Cent&Lloyd Banks&Tony Yayo] [ar:50 Cent] [al:The New Breed Bonus] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] 8 Mile Road(G-Unit remix)_50 Cent&Lloyd Banks&Tony Yayo - 50 Cent 歌手独白 This rap shit plays a major part in my life So if you jeapordize it I got the right To send a motherfucker at you tonight G-Unit And I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin' Swimmin' in barrels of money Ma could walk around wit' her head up ' Cause her child ain't a dummy It's funny niggas rather see You sufferin' and hungry I'm comfy as hell skatin' wit Another nigga's money You lying ya ass off you know You ain't that tough I'm pullin' your mask off as Soon as you act up You know what I came for A piece of da game or Artillery that's about as Long as a chainsaw I'm wide awake but it still Feels like I'm dreamin' Forty cal under my pillow Condom feelin' my semen The physical presence of a females The form of a demon That's why I fuck ' Em and leave 'em Get my nut while I'm breathin' 'Cause they thought They'd catch me slippin' Now I'm duckin' and trippin' That's a thousand dollar outfit What the fuck is you rippin' You trippin' on records could Get my ass in position Death wish for no religion Whether Catholic or Christian Listen I went through mama Bitching in and out the kitchen With probable causes Papa was in and out of prison You got soldiers but You still gotta respect ours We got more four five's And nines than a deck of cards You can take me out the 'hood But can't take the 'hood out me 'Cause I'm ghetto I'm ghetto Niggas hate when you do good But when you broke your friends and your enemies They love you they love you "Cheche get the YAYO" Picture me being crack Out of town trips on the train "Cheche get the YAYO" Picture me being crack You can sniff me cut me I'll turn you to a junkie I'm the number one seller In the whole fuckin' country Wall street niggas They cop me on the low White boys don't call me coke They call me blow It's time to go on the bus The train the plane I'm smuggled I'm nothin' but trouble I'll make your money double Cook me in baking soda I'll turn your Hooprock into A new Range Rover I'll pay all your bills and fill Your 'frigerator Feed your family Turn your man to a hater You can put me in your Door panels or your stash box Put me in your Nik's Timbs or Reeboks If you cop three and a half You hustlin' backwards Cop a hundred grams You movin' forwards I'm tryin' to move more birds In PA all day On the corner of Third You can take me out the 'hood But can't take the 'hood out me 'Cause I'm ghetto I'm ghetto Picture me polishin' pistols I'm comin' to get you When shells hit you you screamin' Think I'm playin' I mean it Man I done bought all these pistols Lets get it poppin' Start to wavin' my M1 Shell cases get TO droppin' If death is 'round the corner I got too much pride to hide I'm outside gun in my pocket You stuntin' I'll stop it I'm dyin' to pop it I'm young and I'm restless You wanna contest us As the world turns There's lessons to be learned Count all my blessing's Clean up my weapons I'm ready for war The strong survive The weak shall parish I told you before Hoes they compliment me now Like "50 nice chain" Malasio twenty grand in chips at a dice game Ballin' out can't stop gotta watch MTV bet Nigga you see me I wonder if you mad ' Cause I'm doin' good Or 'cause niggas feelin' Me more than you in your own 'hood And it hurts 'cause you love ' Em and they don't love you back 'Cause they know you just rappin' And you don't bust ya gat You pussy Yeah explain it to niggas In your hood nigga They know you fuckin' Frontin' nigga Talkin' that gangsta shit on a record I see you nigga Niggas know me nigga ask around In my 'hood nigga Read the "Daily News" Nigga you see them talkin' about me nigga I'm in the middle of all kinds of shit Pussy lets get it poppin' G-Unit G-G-G-Unit G-G-G-Unit G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit G-Unit