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lirik lagu 50 cent – can’t help myself


can’t help myself

i’m hood, i’m so hood, i’m ghetto like a motherf-cker [x2]

[verse 1]
i had a five hundred bags 14 grams of powder
on the phone with my connect should last about an hour
i need work, i repeat, i need work.
my n-gg-s go bizzurk, when the drought come get murked’
when no money coming in is when the guns come out
why the d’s wanna sit in front of my momma house,
you know it’s sort of like some sh-t you seen in a flick
black nine extended clip as long as my d-ck
they say i’m grimmey, yeah f-ck it i line n-gg-s
i show them where your sh-t at before they take mine n-gg-
don’t take it personal, it’s just how i grind n-gg-
figure, this is a dog eat dog world, man
ebony enemy today i’m tryin’ to duck i got that hover i heard it’ll make you kill a motherf-cker (don’t stop girl)
i mean you gotta feel it man
she bob and weave up and down you’d be like “i could just kill a man”
i don’t f-ck with them n-gg-s from her projects
they’re on section eight but n-gg-s cars are straight
they ain’t out in the day time them n-gg-s roaches
i don’t stop down there if i ain’t got the toasts’
i’m in the six four five hard top, not the drop
leanin’, i see them n-gg-s schemin’, dream on
touch me, sh-tt i wish a n-gg- would
i’ll have my n-gg-s deep, i have them light up they whole hood.

i’m hood, i’m so hood, i’m ghetto like a motherf-cker [x2]

[verse 2]
they said i fell off, my benz was on the repo truck
around the same time n-gg-s spot start gettin’ stuck
i say ‘i ain’t know none about nothing’
i’m on the low, n-gg-s really know me for stuntin’
i pull through on low pros, wrapped around deep dishes
that crack money handsom, your b-tch blowin’ me kisses
you need to check her if you think she could be the misses, d-mn
i’m starting think you can’t trust n-body
i hold my own strap, they ain’t gotta hold that for me
and slide by my baby momma crib with the mac homie
man since her cousin in a car crash died
she said ‘don’t drink and drive’, i say ‘just drink, don’t drive’
i had a morphine dream i got heroine ambitions
that’s the money cooking in that coffee pot in the kitchen
when i say i’m straight, i mean i’m straight
once the razor hit the plate i double up the cake (heyy)

i’m hood, i’m so hood, i’m ghetto like a motherf-cker [x2]

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