letra de .50 - deala
[deala]
[1 verse]
it’s a hard .50
there is too much difference between dat n rifle
riches will have to leave their m-th-f-ckin’ hot-rod
’cause men started to menace and they want to roll
neva shoot the eight ball
when yo’ parents buy a new phat sh-t for you, don’t stand tall
i would take a bad role
you can’t take down all m-th-f-ckas with the deagle from tha bad zone
stay away or get back to africa n become a king kong
if you got some claims, play with me some ping pong
if you don’t do that, dat means you are so wrong
n0body gives a mad f-ck ’bout yo’ ho’
deagle won’t hеlp you if there’s a f-ckin’ po-po chasin’ you down on the car which is so low
i would hirе yo’ ass like a stupid m-th-f-cka to start to mow
don’t get in a squabble with me if you don’t prefer to be in dat row
‘cuz tha f-ckin’ .50 won’t let you go
[hook]
you can call it .50
dat gun duzn’t like m-th-f-ckas who are nifty
stay in yo’ dirty city
i don’t give a god d-mn ’bout yo’ f-ckin’ kitty
i’m a real man n i neva say ‘it’s pity’
[2 verse]
let’s get back – to the verses of old school rap
don’t mess with us, if you don’t wanna hear tha d-mn clack
nowadays it’s really hard to put yourself on the map
the purpose of mine is wreck this m-th-f-ckin’ track
you are n0body if you got some lack
boss can easily sack
if you gonna talk back
what’s after that?
plan to play the f-ckin’ roulette?
or get busted a cap with a .50 strap?
you have to hit the deck
if real man is comin’ to mess yo’ lack
don’t act after that like a total d-ckhead
or m-th-f-ckin’ small rat
they will own you like a pet
you can avoid all this sh-t if you aren’t in the red
yo’ ass has to go bed
tomorrow you’ll have to take the m-th-f-ckin’ backpack
and go school to wrack
but what wrack?
yo’ homies n b-tches who are wack
if you want to wrestle, firstly check yo’ d-mn neck
goin’ out with dat .50 strap
to destroy all this modern rap
[hook]
[3 verse]
.50 is insane
i gotta make this real phat sh-t which wrack even sane
don’t step on the bus lane
but if you f-ck the law, i gonna call dat mayne
what’s dat? it’s da gun harassin’ yo’ ass under m-th-f-ckin’ rain, ya know what i’m sayin’
it’ll be nuthin’ but a pain
remember what i said ’bout you n dat f-ckin’ train
i gonna motivate yo’ ass, it won’t gain – anythin’ without pain
actin’ everytime properly but modern sh-t is off the chain
if you bought the car you must maintain
but yo’ ass duzn’t give a f-ck ’bout that, so you just stain
to get fulled stack you gobble the d-ck fain
hopefully, you know that sugar is made from the cane
if you don’t know, the real hard men can visit yo’ ass like dwayne
so, i am not gonna talk ’bout people who reign
or bustas who are in the game
only i say they are too lame
.50 duzn’t like stupid m-th-f-ckas, so slack off with yo’ dame
[outro]
.50 is da gun which can smoke out all d-ckheads with the facile way
so, stop spittin’ some lame verses n wordz, if you want to not deal with dat n stay alive
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