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点击复制Then Days Went By (Album Version|Explicit) - 50 Cent
Leave me aloneee
I ain' ******* with nobody
Keep ******* with me you gon' turn me back to Boo Boo
Have me casin' out your crib tryna pop your ******* noodles
She was twenty I was twelve man my Nana said she raped me
I jus' smiled from ear to ear sayin' take me baby take me
Since high school ni**a I ain't got no friends
Got two Three-Eighty's like the Ying Yang Twinz Ahh
That's spot clickin' till the D's run in
Then it's bail money and lawyer fees you got to have ends
Freshman year I had that CBR Hurricane
In a ill Herringbone I got 'um swingin' Heroine
I shoot a ni**a in a heartbeat I ain't no chump
Then you can run Forrest run retard when I dump
They take kindness for weakness niggaz don't respect that
So me I'm where that Reuger that Pump and that Tech at
Some look at me I'm on now I thought we was rich then
**** man but you had like twenty bricks in Richmond
We was in ******* heaven I was fishscale dreamin'
We jus' got in the town we was strapped up schemin'
First Country caught a body then country caught a body then
I popped a couple niggaz then country shot everybody
It's cold blooded it's real **** you got to love it
Tre-Eight Snub it and don't think nuttin' of it
It's the way of the wolves it's how they train us to move
Get it poppin' when we shoppin' niggaz hold down the two's
I seen niggaz gettin' rich
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
I was tired of havin' ****
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
I seen niggaz gettin' hit
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
We was slingin' that ****
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
Here I am
Yeah
I was since we was little niggaz son since we were seven
Armed robbery first degree my man did seven
Niggaz popped his whip up hit his can we were seven
He a lucky muh****** I bet he make it to heaven
My Grandpa drunk my uncle Rock drunk
My uncle Champ pump crack smoked my ******* stash up
I had two-hundred and fifty grams stashed on the porch
I mean I'm what you call smoke man I'm what you call snort
First the VCR went then the tv went
He stole outta mommy purse she thought it was me kid
I ain' ask her for no money son cause I was out hustlin'
She was lookin' at me sideways like I'm a thief or somethin'
That hurt me c'mon son that wouldn't hurt you
I pistol whip that ni**a till his face was purple
I need anger management see I hold on to a grudge
The same way I hold on to that nickel-plate Snub
The Lord don't have imperfections baby
So I think I'm perfect the way he made me
Some say I'm cool some say I'm crazy
Some say I ain't **** some say I'm amazin'
I seen niggaz gettin' rich
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
I was tired of havin' ****
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
I seen niggaz gettin' hit
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
We was slingin' that ****
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
Here I am