Lyrics:
mile drive through
in mcdonalds and pile drive you
i've got the power
to snap the driver
out of his
zeddy bower
while he drives by it ninety miles
Somebody shouts out, says
"What is it? What is it? What is it?"
He was shot down in the night!
People ride by but his body's still alive
The girl in
at the crib-o
Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo
We got Santa Margherita by the liter
She know even if I'm fuckin' with her, I don't really
and shout
Get on the bus get out of Doledrum
All my life goes by in Doledrum
I'll see ninety five in Doledrum
I can't see much down for me
I think I'll run
to look at the Queen
Only place that he's ever been
Always shouts out something obscene
Such a dirty old man
Dirty old man
Her Majesty's a pretty
don't have fun, no body havin' none
I'm tryin' to holla at ya, come here shorty
Shout out to my nigga juvy, wack go skip
Buck, my niggas from New
Somebody shouts out, says
"What is it? What is it? What is it?"
He was shot down in the night!
People ride by but his body's still alive
The girl in
Morning
Came to the windows in the street
Selling red watermelon, 5 cents a piece.
Merry boat on the river
Freedom
Fresh drams to deliver
five is a little like counting by fives
In fact, if you count it along on your fingers as you count it out loud by fives
Your fingers will tell you how
just to get by (yeah)
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
(Kids, sing, kids, sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-five
Joke's on you, we
of the dance floor,
We're both,pretty nervous,I can tell by look in his eyes,
[Chorus]
5,4,3,2,1!
New years!
Everybody shouts,and here it goes,
I wanna see it
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
the car?
Like cowboys do - in T.V. land
You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh?
So get back to work an' sweat some more
The sun will sink an' we'll get out
got, just like that.
This ain't no joke motherfuckers.
Now I want to send a shout-out to E-Dog, the engineer,
Puttin his two cents in..
"This is
to give me a thing
Could've been a fifty cent ring from out of a vending machine
Love unconditionally, there's no other fish in the sea
Guess I'm
hustling look up in the sky it's a bird of some cain
Aye, I flip it twice and I serve in the game
Shout it Ride fly, 20 birds on that thing
I say shout it
world that we in is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me, nigga, now listen to Game
Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench (hey, Five
the car?
Like cowboys do - in T.V. land
You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh?
So get back to work an' sweat some more
The sun will sink an' we'll get out
the car?
Like cowboys do - in T.V. land
You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh?
So get back to work an' sweat some more
The sun will sink an' we'll get out
anything from
The five and ten cent store,
You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
of the brook
The Mexican use it in all that he cook
Just dine in with one of 'em and you're bound to shout
I've hell on the inside as well as it out
My
baby I've been livin' by the Golden Rule."
Aw, there ain't nobody gonna make me shout.
Ain't nobody gonna put me out.
Ain't nobody gonna make me do
methods are not disguised
By your silk, soap, sex, or your smiling lies, your lies, your lies
Look out here, you pompous jerk
Well, look out here, I go
Shout out to old Jews and old rules
New blacks with new stacks
I already been the king
Retro act, I'm just bringing it back like Jordan Packs
New
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