⁣Σου είπε έτσι πρέπει, γεια χαρά
Εσύ δακρύζεις
Σου είπε πως επέρασε πολλά
Θέλει να φύγει
Δεν έμαθε ποτέ της ν' αγαπά
Και είναι μόνη
Δεν έμαθε ποτέ της να πονά
Και σε πληγώνει
Άσ' την να λέει
Άσ' την να λέει
Εκείνη μόνο ξέρει
Και μέσα της θα κλαίει
Άσ' την να λέει
Άσ' την να λέει
Εκείνη μόνο ξέρει
Και μέσα της θα κλαίει
Άσ' την να λέει
Άσ' την να λέει
Άσ' την να λέει
Κι αν έφυγε και πήγε μακριά
Αυτή θα χάσει
Σου ράγισε για λίγο την καρδιά
Θα σου περάσει
Δεν έμαθε ποτέ της ν' αγαπά
Και είναι μόνη
Δεν έμαθε ποτέ της να πονά
Και σε πληγώνει
Άσ' την να λέει
Άσ' την να λέει
Εκείνη μόνο ξέρει
Και μέσα της θα κλαίει
Άσ' την να λέει
Άσ' την να λέει
Εκείνη μόνο ξέρει
Και μέσα της θα κλαίει
Άσ' την να λέει
Άσ' την να λέει
Άσ' την να λέει
Άσ' την να λέει
Άσ' την να λέει

⁣"Toxicity"

Conversion, software version 7.0
Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub

Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city

New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence, sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder

More wood for their fires, loud neighbours
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck

Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city

New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence, sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder

New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder
Now, somewhere between the sacred silence, sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder

When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts

⁣
"Lose Yourself"

Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted, in one moment
Would you capture it, or just let it slip?

Yo! His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already: Mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking, how? Everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up, over, blaow!
Snap back to reality, ope there goes gravity, ope
There goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad but he won't
Give up that easy, no, he won't have it, he knows
His whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter, he's dope
He knows that but he's broke, he's so stagnant, he knows
When he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again yo, this whole rhapsody
Better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him, and

You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
You better…

His soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking, make me king
As we move toward a New World Order
A normal life is boring; but superstardom's
Close to post-mortem, it only grows harder
Homie grows hotter, he blows, it's all over
These hoes is all on him, coast-to-coast shows
He's known as the Globetrotter, lonely roads
God only knows, he's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose, 'cause here goes the cold water
These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose-dove and sold nada, and so the soap opera
Is told, it unfolds, I suppose it's old, partner
But the beat goes on: da da dum da dum da da da da

You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
You better…

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfuckin' roof off like two dogs caged
I was playin' in the beginning, the mood all changed
I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin' the Pied Piper
All the pain inside amplified by the
Fact that I can't get by with my 9-to-5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
'Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers
And there's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it's gettin' even harder
Tryna feed and water my seed, plus teeter-totter
Caught up between bein' a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama, screamin' on her, too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's
Gotten me to the point I'm like a snail, I've got
To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfuckin' option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got
To go; I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go, it's my shot: feet, fail me not
This may be the only opportunity that I got

You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
You better…

You can do anything you set your mind to, man

⁣
"Vato"
(feat. B-Real)

[Snoop Dogg:]
Man, don't you know that I'm loco?
Mhm, hm

I was chillin' (Chillin') right around my way (Way)
21st, east side of the Beach
This motherfucker ran up on me
Talkin' shit with his homies like he was a straight G
Askin' where I'm from while he runnin' up
Gangbang my set on e'ry one of 'em (20's, nigga, 20's)
Some things, sons, they just won't change
Fools don't respect nuttin' but the gangbang (Bang)
What's seen is what's saw, Dogg is the law
I have you niggas runnin' like a marathon
Lil' G's tryna creep on the East with it
Talkin' 'bout they gon' get my chain and they gon' leave with it (Mm)
But they don't know once they get close
It's tic-tac-toe, three motherfuckers laid on the floor (Watch out)
Yeah, this happened yesterday
On the West they spray, I heard a ese say, he said

[B-Real & Snoop Dogg:]
Vato, you won't believe what I saw
I saw this pack of guys and they act real hard (And what they do?)
They twist their fingers, say, "You know who we are"
He said, "I don't give a fuck, I'm Snoop Doggy Dogg" (Uh-huh)
They keep talkin' and it went too far
So Snoopy, he went straight to the trunk of his car (And what he get?)
He got his gun and they start runnin' hard
He started firing and then he just charged

[Snoop Dogg:]
(Blaow) Run nigga, run nigga
(Blaow) Duck nigga, duck nigga
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run nigga, run nigga
(Blaow) Duck nigga, duck nigga
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run

I didn't mean to hit what I hit
Now there's three motherfuckers dead and I ain't seen shit
But these niggas'll scream for plea
But for a G like me, it's just a case, really, you could see
I crack the MAC back and pop off rollin'
And smack ya neck back, ya drop off, fallin'
I haven't seen my mama in a week
And she ain't even ran her mouth about me
Fuck that, I ain't give a fuck about the law
Niggas say they wanna brawl, you would think that they were broads
Believin' all the things that you never saw
In it, y'all, been a Dogg, smoke you like a Menthol
You think you know? But this can't go
You think you'll blow on my dope? What the fuck? No
See these niggas proceed with speed
So feel the need to bleed, all you hear my enemies goin'

[B-Real & (Snoop Dogg):]
Vato, you won't believe what I saw
I saw this pack of guys and they act real hard (And what they do?)
They twist their fingers, say, "You know who we are"
He said, "I don't give a fuck, I'm Snoop Doggy Dogg" (Uh-huh)
They keep talkin' and it went too far
So Snoopy, he went straight to the trunk of his car (And what he get?)
He got his gun and they start runnin' hard
He started firing and then he just charged

[Snoop Dogg:]
(Blaow) Run nigga, run nigga
(Blaow) Duck nigga, duck nigga
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run nigga, run nigga
(Blaow) Duck nigga, duck nigga
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run

I wouldn't be the nigga that I am
If I didn't pop niggas in they mouth, goddamn
And Snoop'll keep one foot on the streets
And leave 'em covered in sheets, run with them niggas with the heat (Heat)
You never seen a thug like this
You never seen a dub like me
And I ain't weak for wanting peace
In fact, I could be "Beast of the East", motherfucker
I never hesitate to blaze (Blaze)
A nigga really tryna change his ways
We gotta move my team, 'cause my peoples
Is screamin' that we need more for fun or it's illegal
Ba-ba-bang on a song, make it feel like a drive-by (Drive-by)
It's a shame, but somebody gotta die (Die)
They see it happen state-to-state
But when I'm mobbin' L.A., all I hear the eses say, they go

[B-Real & (Snoop Dogg):]
Vato, you won't believe what I saw
I saw this pack of guys and they act real hard (And what they do?)
They twist their fingers, say, "You know who we are"
He said, "I don't give a fuck, I'm Snoop Doggy Dogg" (Uh-huh)
They keep talkin' and it went too far
So Snoopy, he went straight to the trunk of his car (And what he get?)
He got his gun and they start runnin' hard
He started firing and then he just charged

[Snoop Dogg:]
(Blaow) Run nigga, run nigga
(Blaow) Duck nigga, duck nigga
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run nigga, run nigga
(Blaow) Duck nigga, duck nigga
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run

Snoop Dogg, him bust gunshots
Skateboard P, they say him bust gunshots
DPG, them bust gunshots
BBC, you know them bust gunshots, come again, now
Snoop Dogg, him bust gunshots
Skateboard P, you know him bust gunshots, come again, now
BBC, them bust gunshots
DPGC, you know them bust gunshots, come again, now
I'm tired of hearin' all that bullshit
When you gon' play some of that good shit? Damn
I mean, give me some like a—

21Pac.com

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00:40 - Dr.Dre (Verse 1)
01:42 - Dr.Dre (Verse 2)
02:44 - 2Pac (Verse 1)
03:46 - Eazy E (Verse 1)
04:06 - Eazy E (Verse 2)
04:47 - Eminem
05:49 - Busta Rhymes
06:50 - Eazy E (Verse 3)
07:52 - Ice Cube
08:54 - 2Pac (Verse 2)
09:14 - Kurupt
09:55 - Mobb Deep
10:57 - Dr.Dre (Verse 3)
12:09 - Outro

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Provided to YouTube by Universal Music GroupMe And My Girlfriend · MakaveliThe Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory℗ 1996 Amaru Entertainment, Inc., under exclusive license to Interscope RecordsReleased on: 1996-11-05Composer Lyricist, Producer: MakaveliProducer: Darryl "Big D" HarperProducer: Hurt-M-BaddMixer, Studio Personnel, Engineer: Tommy D DaughertyStudio Personnel, Asst. Recording Engineer: Lance PierreComposer Lyricist: Ricardo RouseComposer Lyricist: Tyrone WriceComposer Lyricist: Darrell HarperAuto-generated by YouTube.
⁣"Me And My Girlfriend"
(feat. Virginya Slim)

[Virginya Slim:]
Shit, you mothafuckin' right!
I'm the bitch that's keepin' it live and keepin' it hot
When you punk-ass niggas don't
Nigga, westside! What?! Bring it on!

[2Pac:]
Look for me, lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde, me and my girlfriend
Doing 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child, raised in this whirlwind

[2Pac:]
C'mon, our childhood years, recall the tears, heart laced with venom
Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'em
Me and my girlfriend, hustlin'
Fell in love with the struggle
Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustin'
Fuck 'em all, watch 'em fall screamin'
Automatic gunfire exorcising all demons
My mafioso messiah, my congregation high, ready to die
We bail out to take the jail back, niggas united
Our first date, couldn't wait to see you naked
Touch you in every secret place, I could hardly wait
To bust freely, got you red-hot, you so happy to see me
Make the frontpage primetime live on TV
Nigga, my girlfriend, baby 45 but she still live
One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

[Virginya Slim:]
What?! I'm busting on you punk ass niggas
Run, nigga, run! I'm on your ass, nigga
Run, nigga! Duck and hide when I'm bustin' on all you bitches!
Run, nigga! Yeah, west side!
Uh! Uh! Uh! Die, nigga, die!

[2Pac:]
My girlfriend: blacker than the darkest night
When niggas act bitch-made she got the heart to fight
Nigga, my girlfriend, though we separated at times
I knew deep inside, baby girl would always be mine
Picked you up when you was 9
Started out my life of crime with you
Bought you some shells when you turned 22
It's true, nothing compares to the satisfaction
That I feel when we out mashin'; me and my girlfriend

[2Pac:]
All I need in this life of sin
Is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end
Just me and my girlfriend
All I need in this life of sin
Is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end
Just me and my girlfriend

[2Pac:]
I was too immature to understand your ways
Inexperienced back in the days
Caused so many arguments and strays
Now I realize how to treat you, the secret to keep you
Being faithful, 'cause now cheating's lethal
We're closer than the hands of time
Deeper than the drive of mankind
I trust you dearly, I shoot blind
In time I clock figures, dropping niggas as we rise
We all soldiers in God's eyes
Now it's time for war; never leave me, baby
I'm paranoid, sleeping with you loaded by my bedside, crazy
Jealous when you hang with the fellas, I wait patiently alone
Anticipated for the moment you come home
I'm waiting by the phone, this is true love, I can feel it
I've had a lot of women in my bed, but you the realest
So if you ever need me, call, I'll be there through it all
You're the reason I can stand tall; me and my girlfriend

[2Pac:]
All I need in this life of sin
Is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end
Just me and my girlfriend
All I need in this life of sin
Is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end
Just me and my girlfriend

[2Pac:]
I love finger-fucking you, all of a sudden I'm hearing thunder
When you bust a nut, niggas be ducking or taking numbers
Love to watch you at a block party, begging for drama
While unleashing on the old-timers, that's on my mama
I would trade my life for yours, behind closed doors
The only girl that I adore, everything I'm asking for
Talking to me, begging me to just take you around
Seventeen, like Brandy, you just wanna be down
Talking loud when I tell you be quiet
You move the crowd, busting rounds, activating a riot
That's why I love you so, no control, down to roll, unleash
After a hit you, break apart, then back to one piece
Much love to my one and only girlfriend, the world is ours
Just hold me down, baby, witness the power
Never leave a nigga alone, I love you black or chrome
Turn this house into a happy home: me and my girlfriend

[2Pac:]
All I need in this life of sin
Is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end
Just me and my girlfriend
All I need in this life of sin
Is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end
Just me and my girlfriend
All I need in this life of sin
Me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end
Me and my girlfriend

[2Pac:]
Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde, me and my girlfriend
Doing 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child, raised in this whirlwind
Look for me, lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde, me and my girlfriend
Doing 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child, raised in this whirlwind
Look for me, lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde, me and my girlfriend
Doing 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child, raised in this whirlwind
Look for me, lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde, me and my girlfriend
Look for me, lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde, me and my girlfriend
Me and my girlfriend

⁣"Real Muthaphuckkin G's"

Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Comp-ton

Real motherfucking G's...
Real motherfucking G's...
Real motherfucking G's...

[Eazy-E]
Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track
And it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
And let that real shit provoke, see you's a wannabe 'loc
And you'll get smoked and I hope that your fans understand
When you talk about spraying me, the same records that you makin' is paying me
Motherfuck Dre
Motherfuck Snoop
Motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes my left blow
'cause I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
To let the Real motherfucking G's in, you're like a kid
You found a pup and now you're dapper,
But tell me where the fuck you found an anorexic rapper?
Talking 'bout who you gon' squabble with and who you shoot
You're only 60 pounds when you're wet and wearing boots
Damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only meant Eazy's payday
All of a sudden Dr. Dre is a G thing,
But on his old album covers he was a she thing
So nigga please, nigga please don't step to these motherfuckin' real G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless
Yo, Dre, what's up? [bang] Boy you should've known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless
Yo, Dre, what's up? [bang] Boy you should've known by now

[Dresta]
Every day it's a new rapper, claiming to be dapper than the Dresta,
Softer then a bitch but portray the role of gangster,
Ain't broke a law in your life, yet every time you rap
You yap about the guns and knife, just take a good look
At the Nigga, and you'll capture the fact,
That the bastard is simply just an actor,
Who mastered the bang and the slang and the Mental,
Of niggas in Compton, Watts, and South Central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf,
But yet in every verse you claim you used to do the dirt,
But tell me who's a witness to your fucking work,
So you never handle business,
So save the drama jerk,
Niggas straight kill me knowing that they pranksters,
This is going out to you studio gangsters,
See I did dirt, put in work, and many niggas can vouch that,
So since I got stripes I got the right to rap about that,
But niggas like you
I gotta hate you, 'cause I'm just tired of suburbia niggas
Talking about they come from projects
Knowing you ain't seen the parts of the streets G
Think you started tryna bang around the time of the peace treaty
Wearing khakis and mob while you rhyme, little fag tried to sag,
But you're flooding at the same time,
And your set don't accept you, scared to kick it with your homies
'cause you know they don't respect you,
So nigga please check nuts before you step to these, motherfucking real G's

[B.G. Knocc Out]
Well, it's the Knocc Out, definition original baby gangster
Approach me like you hard, motherfucker I'mma bank you
Shank you, with my fucking shank, if I have to
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg are fucking actors
Pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
But this time you're dealing with some real motherfuckers
G's, nigga please, don't try to step
Because if you do, and I peeled cap is all that would be left
See, young niggas like me will break you off something,
Claiming my city, but, Dre, you ain't from Compton
Niggas like you all is what I call wannabes
And ain't shit compared to real motherfuckin' G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless
Yo, Dre, what's up? [bang]
Boy, you should've known by now

[Eazy-E]
I never met an OG who never did shit wrong
You tried to diss the Eazy-E so now, nigga, it's on you and your Doggy Dogg,
Think that you all hoggin' shit
Both of you bitches can come and suck my Doggy dick
Beating up a bitch don't make you shit,
But then again some niggas think it makes a man,
Damn it's a trip
How a nigga could switch so quick from wearing lipstick
To smoking on Chronic at picnics, and now you think you're bigger
But to me you ain't nothing but a bitch-ass nigga
That ain't worth a food stamp, and at
Death Row, I hear you're getting treated like boot camp
Gotta follow your sergeant's directions, or get your ass
Popped with this Smith and Wesson,
Learn a lesson from the Eaz'
Stay in your place and don't step to Real motherfucking G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless!
Yo, Dre (what's up?) [bang]
Boy you should have known by now..
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless!
Yo, Dre (what's up?) [bang]
Boy you should have known by now...
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am ruthless!
Yo, Dre (what's up?) [bang]
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it

⁣2Pac, Pop Smoke - Write This Down ft. Biggie, DMX, Eazy E, Ice Cube, Dr Dre, NWA, Nipsey, Snoop Dogg - 21Pac.com

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⁣"P.I.M.P. (G-Unit Remix)"
(feat. Snoop Dogg, G-Unit)

[Hook x2: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.

[50 Cent]
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She's feeding fools fantasies, they pay her cause they want her
I spit a little G man and my game got her
A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggaz in they ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryin' to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, she like me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm that nigga tryin' to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid
Look baby, this is simple you can't see
You fuckin' with me you fuckin' with a P.I.M.P.

[Hook x2: 50 Cent]

G (What?)
G (What?)
G (What?)
G (What?)
G (What?)
G (What?)
G (What?)
Unit (What?)
[Bridge: Snoop Dogg]
F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P
Doggy style in ya mouth for the 2003
And y'all know I'm from the DPG

F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P
We internationally known and locally respected
(And you know you're just a P.I.M.P) Now what you know about me

[Snoop Dogg]
Yeah bitch I got my Now and Later gators on
I'm bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
Your dead wrong if ya think that pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga Fifty like I down with blue
(We love you Snoop Dogg)
G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin' with me and the D-P-Gizzy
Niggaz in New York know how Doggy get down
I got my niggaz in Queens, I got my bitches Uptown
I got my business in Manhattan, I ain't fuckin' around
I got some butter pecan, Puerto Ricans from the Boogie Down (Down)
That's waitin' on me to return
So they can snatch these braids out and put my hair in a perm, word
They love it when I get to crippin'
And spittin' this mag-ah-ni-ficent pimpin
[Hook 2: 50 Cent]
[Lloyd Banks]
You need to switch over and ride with a star
It'll get you far
I'm a P-I-M-P G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R
Yeah, I'm young, but I ain't dumb
Got some tricks, but I ain't one
I'm a guerrilla for scrilla, I trip you, you try to run
I let em' do as they please, as long as they get my cheese
Even if they gotta freeze, or if it's a hundred degrees
I keep em' on they knees, take a look under my sleeve
I ain't gotta give em' much, they happy with Mickey D's, PIMP

[Young Buc]
We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (Dirty, Dirty)
We drive old school white walls with mink clothes
I spin the G-Unit piece, and get em' dizzy
Man cough up your love, or you're girl comin' with me
When your neck and wrist glow, she already should know
That money make the world go round, so lets get mo'
Its time to show these playas how it should be done
You got pimp potential, you're might could be one, G-UNIT

[Hook 2: 50 Cent]

[50 Cent speaking]
In Hollywood, they say there's no b'ness like show b'ness
In the hood, they say, there's no b'ness like ho b'ness
You know, they say I talk a lil' fast, but if you listen a lil' faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH

⁣Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip motherfucker! Yeah!
This album is dedicated... to all the teachers that told me, I'd never amount to nothin'! (yeah, yeah!)
To all the people...
That lived above thebuildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on me when I was
Just tryna make some money to feed my daughters! (soooooo good, yeah!)
And all the niggaz in the struggle!
YouknowwhatI'msayin'? (yeaaah!)
Ha! (come on nigga!)
It's all good baby baybee!
Uh!
It was all a dream! - I used to read "Word Up" magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine. (yeeah, yeeah!)
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic Marley Marl! (uh!)
I let my tape rock 'till my tape popped
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock!
Way back - when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match!
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that Hip-Hop would take it this far!
Now I'm in the limelight
Cause I rhyme tight (yeeah!)
Time to get paid,
Blow up like the "World Trade"!
Born sinner!
The opposite of a winner remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner! (yeeeah!)
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky! (so good!)
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood. (that's right!) - It's all good! (it's all good!)
Uh! (yeah!) - And if you don't know (uh-huh!)
Now you know, nigga. Uh! (it's all good!)
You know very well (yeah, uh-huh!) - who you are (uh, it's all good!)
Don't let 'em hold you down, reach for the stars! (it's all good!)
You had a go (it's all good, nigga!) - but not that manyyyy (yeah!)
'Cause you're the only one (yeah!) - I'll give you good and plenty. (iiiit's all good!)
I made the change from a common thief (uh!)
To up close and personal (yeah!) with Robin Leach. (c'mon!)
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love (yeah!) it's the Brooklyn way (spread love!)
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy! - Girls used to diss me! (yeah!)
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me! (that's right!)
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff (it's all good!)
I was too used to packin' Gats and stuff! (uhh!)
Now honies play me close like butter played toast (yeah, uh-huh!)
From the Mississippi down to the EastCoast!
Condos in Queens - indo for weeks (uh-huh!)
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak! (come on!)
Livin' life without fear (uh!)
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears!
Lunches! - Brunches - interviews by the pool (uh, yeah!)
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school!
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood,
And it's still all good! (that's wight!)
Uh! (and it's all good!) And if you don't know,
Now you know, nigga. Uh! (yeah!)
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this. (uhhh!)
50" inch screen, money green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur. (all goood!)
Phone bill about two G's flat (so good!)
No need to worry, my accountant handles that. (hahaa!)
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'! (that's right!)
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back.
And she loves to show me off, of course
Smiles every time my face is up in 'The Source'! (yeah, yeah!)
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat! - Wonder why Christmas missed us!
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay! (come on, nigga! come on!)
Uh! - Damn right I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive. (that's right!) - And it's all... (it's aaaall good, nigga!)
(It's all good.)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga. Uh!
Representin' B-Town in the house!
Junior M.A.F.I.A.!
Mad Flavor!
Uh!
Uh!
Yeah!
Aight!
Biggie Smalls!
It's all good, nigga!
Junior M.A.F.I.A.!
It's all good, nigga!
Bad Boy!
It's all good, nigga!
It's aaaall good!
That's right!
And on and on!
It's all good!

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Tinctura Anatomica - Premium Selfmade Gin: https://facebook.com/SabiMixx https://facebook.com/Sabi.Mixx.9Lyrics:I pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real GI pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real GI'm up before sunrise first to hit the blockLil' bad motherfucker with a pocket full of rocksLearned to throw them thangs, get my skinny lil' ass kickedNiggaz laughed, til the first motherfucker got blas-tedI put the nigga in his casketand now they covering the bastard in plasticI smoke blunts on the regular fuck when it countsTryin to make a million dollars out a quarter ounceGettin ghost on the five-oh, fuck them hoesGot a forty-five screamin out surviv-alHey nigga can I lay low, cook some ya-yoand holla five-oj when I say soDon't wanna go to the pen, I'm hittin fencesNARC's on a nigga back missin me by inchesAnd they say how do you survive, weighin one-fifty-fivein the city where the little niggaz dieI pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real GI pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real GStill on parole and I'm the first nigga servinPour some liquor on the curb, for my homies that deserve itIf I wanna make a million, gotta stay dealinKinda boomin round the way, think today I make a killinDressin down like I'm dirty, but only on the blockjust a clever disguise, to keep me runnin from the copsGettin high I think I'll die if I don't get no endsI'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it like it's a BenzI hit the strip I let my music buckdrinkin liquor and I'm lookin for a bitch to fuckRather die makin money, than live poor and legalas I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kiloI need money in a major wayTime to fuck my girl, she gettin paid today, ha hah haI live Thug Life and let the money come to meCause they can never take the game from a young GI pack a pistol in my pocket, ready on my GlockAin't no time for a nigga to even cock shitI done seen a motherfucker peep painat point blank range cause he slept on the gameAin't a damn thing changed, they shakin the diceNow roll em if you can't stand pain better hold emCause ain't no tellin what ya might rollYou might fold catch AIDS from a slight coldYou better live ya life to the fullestBe quick to kill a bull got a pistol motherfucker better pull itAnd even if they kill meThey can never take the life of a young GI pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real GI pack a pistol in my pocket, readyIf you kill meYoung motherfucker pull the triggerIf you kill meYou got a pistol motherfucker better kill me You can never take the life of a real G- How many must die, before you are satisfied? -

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