) 'Cause I'm around (What) 50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down) [Chorus: repeat 2X] What up, Blood? (What) What up, 'cause? (What) What up, Blood? (What) What up
Vertaling: 50 Cent. Gangsta'd Up.
[50 Cent - Verse 2] It's the same old, same old, extra clips, hollow tips N-ggas ain't playin' yo, we still on that gangsta shit That block mine, find
pocus Ring, ring the n-gga wanna sing Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean Ring, ring the n-gga wanna sing Unless he is an insomniac, he dying to dream [50 Cent
.O.D. gang man watch ya boy stunt Your girlfriend I hit her more times than my blunt You rappers I heat your ass up for the lunch S.O.D. gang stuntin,
me get broke off Up in this jump off Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog Let me get broke off Up in this jump off I done tightened up on my G dog I
blame, she know self preservation the first rule, she know she'd die of boredom if she with you while i'm sitting poolside looking real cool with a Grape flavored 50 cent
nigga's snitchin' This shit ridiculous [Yo Gotti - Verse 2] New Benz That bitch ridiculous Vitamin Water paint job and I ain't 50 Cent Big Bird yellow D
professional as you wanna It's gonna still get gangsta 'cause you fresh out Go ask, I take your baby mama shoppin' No, she ain't worth 50 cents, just
or a crip, I'm doing my own thang Shit, I done started my own gang I don't go that funny dance, I don't throw gang signs But I'm a gangsta to the core
ass revolver And a black man What the fuck, are you retarded? You touch Shady, I'll leave you dearly departed They say Batman Robin, Cagney and Lacey, it's 50 Cent
now he rappin He don't know what's .. Faggot ass motherfuckers Give money to all my real niggas man Obie Trice, D-12, G-Unit 50 Cent, Hailie Jade (*echo
got a deal now he rappin' You'ont know what's... faggot ass muhfuckas Get money to all my real niggas, man Obie Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent... Hailie Jade!!! [50 Cent
a deal now he rappin' You'ont know what's... faggot ass muhfuckas Get money to all my real niggas, man Obie Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent... Hailie Jade!!! [50 Cent
come 50 Cent: We gon' bring it to anybody who want it you want it? you gon' get it your name up over him, chew him up and spit him out too much venom
, please come 50 Cent: We gon' bring it to anybody who want it you want it? you gon' get it your name up over him, chew him up and spit him out too
bitch don't know me {*laughing*} [50 Cent] Sorry Kim [Eminem] Oh Sorry, Oh [Chorus] [Eminem] Soul Assassins y'all, what up Muggs? [DJ Muggs] What up
bout to blast off heat Quik told me to be all I can be Nate is my Dogg, him and Warren G They recognize the ridah in the drivers seat And even 50 Cent said he'd ride with me We sumthin' like gangsta
