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点击复制Grew Up ((Explicit)) - 50 Cent (50美分)
They fourty five fourty five
Oh oh
Oh oh
Sharp all this sharp all this
Ah ah
Excel excel
Up with them n***as
I ain't stuck wit them n***as
We from the same hood
But I don't f**k wit them n***as
If s**t pop off
I touch one of them n***as
Cut one of them n***as
Poke one of them n***as
Beg for mercy number 4
I'm so hood
First LP 10 million sold I'm so good
I thought n***as would love to see me shine
But it's makin' them sick
To see me gettin' mines
Got that Benz got that Bentley and the new Bugatti
Got the range after partin' wit the new Ferrari
If it's makin' you sick
To see me blow I'm sorry
Dude we used to be cool
But I ain't stuck wit you n***a
I grew up wit you n***a
But I don't f**k wit you n***a
Got shot in the back
Den turned around and got shot in the eye
Labels 2pac lay down and die
There's a message in my music can you hear it God
The mans never gonna blow
Another reason why
This disease infested
When I spit it any n***a can get it
Punks frontin' in they rhymes
That ass'll be flatlined
Can't we all just get along we used to be friends
Nah f**k that man
We used to pretend
These n***as is comedians
I thought I was tight funny
5 called tellin' n***as mugged me
Bet on my new surreal s**t
Would you bail a n***a out son
If you n***as knew he was tryin' to kill you
And wouldn't let you hold a gun
Think about it
Haha ha
Aw aw aw man
I'm havin' too much fun with this rap s**t man
I love this s**t man pudepu pudepu
The best thing the best thing the best thing
Wanna s**t wanna s**t