a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de rap city freestyle ( 2007) - g-unit

(50 cent intro)

yeah it’s 50 cent lloyd banks tony yayo moob deep
and the both it’s the truth is do

(tony yayo)

yeah yeah it unit fatjoe your bell it’s the kid man reality rap
i hear 50 giving michael jack money for this shows
1.4 ask mateo a hundred grand from me buy some yayo
turn it into a mill i stretch to yayo
stay in the shoot out yay, lay low nah man my 4-4 blows
millionare bragg it, ma i live lavish
i k!ll a n-gga quick do 20 days like paris, hilton
the crystal spillon 50 chillon yayo chillon
vitamin water made us 400 million

(young buck)

i’m grown i got the throne i’m on my own
i’m the king the prince the soldier the pimp
the penitenty projet of what you see is what you get
the more leave the king of the hood
i let every convicted drug dealer free if i could
i don’t respect police so i run red lights
take your me you never even red is rights
down here it’s a red or blue thing know what i mean
purple and the white get the green you might live longer if you
keep the ste hunger
you got to feel hunger that’s why we steal from you
and everybody wonder if i’m down with the unit
cuz i’m still in the trap homie trying to get to it
influenced by the best by the hustle chashville records i let the streets talk problem
(prodigy)

it don’t matter who popping for the moment
p is forever, it don’t matter what’s the new hot sh-t
my sh-t better, courtesy of myself, thanks to me
i’ve work hard to come with these
sixteen’s is much more than a rap, this is pure facts

(lloyd banks)

i got stacks on in the yellow page stick
riding on candy look at the paint drip
i got the lamborghini with the roof missing
you couldn’t pull that off the lot if you chipped in
i’m big pimping without the cup i’m in an out the bank and i’m strapped up like i’m about
20 dutches in a c sack a human me with me she keep the product
don’t play with a kid i’m that big i’m rich i put a he stack on every rib

(havoc)

dude screaming murder ain’t touch one burner
and the first part i’m in them street i don’t search
who i got murked, n-ggas got me f-cked up
homie whole style switched up when the gun buck
havoc, don of dons
yeah, i’m fighting for that king of new york i’m king kong
it won’t be long, like the monkey with its tail cut
i can fall back, come back they gon still suck
got what? couldn’t hold the block down
i’m so hostile, ride with the tops down

- g unit

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS