Name: G-Unit, That's What's Up
Duration: 4 min 13 s
Description: Слушайте песню G-Unit, That's What's Up - 50 Cent, DJ Whoo Kid онлайн с альбома 50 Cent Is The Future в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:13. Год выхода - 2006

50 Cent Is The Future

50 Cent

DJ Whoo Kid

You Should Be Here

Bump Dat Street Mix

The Banks Workout

Whoo Kid/Kay Slay Sh*t!

50 Cent Just F#cking Around

G-Unit Soldiers

Got Me A Bottle

Tony Yayo Explosion

Clue/50 Cent

A Lil' Bit of Everything UTP

Cutmaster C Sh*t

Call ME

G-Unit, That's What's Up

Hip-Hop

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up (G-Unit, G-Unit)

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up (G-Unit, G-Unit, G-Unit)

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up (G-Unit, G-Unit) (50 Cent)

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up (G-Unit, G-Unit) (Yayo, Lloyd Banks)

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up (G-Unit, G-Unit) (shysef)

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up (G-Unit, G-Unit, G-Unit) (teamwork)

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up, I blast 50 Cent, nigga, that's what's up

Right now my life movin' too fast to stop and pray (don't stop)

See, every now and then I smile, just not today (let's go)

My name done popped when niggas surfboard, you ain't stoppin' me, dog

Only time you left your hood is on Monopoly boards

I'm grimy as birds shitting on the top of your Ford

You will die by the gun if you ain't dropping your sword

To me fucking's kinda like racing and I always get a head start

My opinion of a sweet dream is a dead narc

Just yesterday guns was blasting with red darts

'Cause when we done with your ass, Aladdin' won't be the only one on the carpet

I ain't a people's person, I give my next door neighbor the finger (fuck you)

Even though I got this shit in the stores

I'm like a nigga that borrow clothes, bitch, I'm tryna get in ya drawers

Man, I dump a whole clip in your man' braids

Pussies love Nelly, he made it look cool to wear Band-Aids

All of the sudden, I'm gassed 'cause I'm on the radio and I can't wave

Lloyd Banks is the name, G-Unit's the gang

Now, I know to keep low when the heat blow

And have niggas post up on your block like I'm shooting free throw

Better known as Pedro, I'm ghetto like a patty or egg-roll

They don't know the ninas is with me, snuck in with Christina and Britney

On New Year's Eve a body drops around the same time as the ball (yeah)

Keep thinking I'm candy, ain't nothin' sweet about me

Niggas talkin' in the pen's, in the street about me

'Cause my diesel make fiends do the up-town shake

Holdin' more keys than your fuckin' janitor

They say, "God bless the child that could hold his own"

You pay cops to hold you down, I just hold the chrome

Every move I make I got a Ruger on my hip

You ain't gotta like or love me, but you gon' respect me

You need a fifth and two clips to try and check me

12 in the afternoon, we can start the clappin'

Look, homie, I'm down for that daytime action

Keep thinkin' it's a game 'til I'm in front of your home

Get the drop on that ass and shots shatter your bones (yeah)

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up (G-Unit, G-Unit) (don't stop)

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up (G-Unit, G-Unit, G-Unit) (right)

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up (G-Unit) (uh-huh)

G-Unit, nigga, that's what's up (G-Unit, G-Unit, G-Unit), don't front, I'll blast it off

Listen boy, Tony be the real McCoy (uh-huh)

When hoes see the new toy, they jump for joy (yeah)

I still got fiends in the hood puffin' on that Magic Dragon (woo)

My gun's under my pillow, I sleep with my shoes on

Every single night me and my MAC get our groove on

Don't get moved on 'cause I shoot through your biceps

Your triceps, then breeze through your projects

When the coke come back, it's the China White

And the D don't sweat us in a bag of rice

I got this bad mami, her mouth a sperm bank

I donate my heart to them niggas that ran

And them niggas in the hood don't wanna see me famous

They'd rather see my moms make funeral arrangements

I got enough rhymes to fill six notebooks

And been spittin' that shit ever since Cold Crush

You can hear me on your TV and radio at the same time

I'm gon' school you niggas, prepare for class

Yo, I peep where your funds at, peep where you pump that

Money you tryna stack, I spent that on blunt wraps

Слушайте песню G-Unit, That's What's Up - 50 Cent, DJ Whoo Kid онлайн с альбома 50 Cent Is The Future в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:13. Год выхода - 2006

G-Unit, That's What's Up

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