lirik lagu 50 cent - the bomb (diddy diss)
(why haven’t you learned anything!!!)
uh, uh, uh
(one two one two)
uh, uh, uh, uh
n-gg- i run (hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip)
n-gg- g-unit is (hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop)
one thing bout my music
it hit you feel the pain
n-gg- i’ll take control of your brain
listen now n-gg- i’m not playin’
are you ready for that?
soldier, soldier grab your gat
i show you who to aim it at
bang, bang, bang run toss the gat
no, no, no, no lookin’ back
n-gg- leave the watch
we aint come for that
b-tch quit playin’
where the paper at
sh-t i rolled ace i’m shootin’ it back
everybody know how my paper stack
twenty inch chrome on the cadillac
automatic shotgun
can you handle that?
on the bullsh-t
n-gg-r that’s a fact
ride through the m-th-f-ckin’ hoods strapped
put work in n-gg-r that’s that
c-cked to bust it and you’ll blast back
got a little money wanna flash that
before the wolves come out and blast gats
pedal to the metal n-gg-r mash that
before your ijhsaudivhuwny78wqye end up in a casket
i said in a casket
who shot biggie smalls?
we don’t get em
they gonna kill us all
man puffy know who hit that n-gg-r
man that n-gg-r soft
he scared them boyz from the westside’ll break him off
dump on his -ss
so he run to harlem shake em off
n-gg-r i run (hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip)
n-gg-r g-unit is (hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop)
n-gg-r i run (hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip)
n-gg-r g-unit is (hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop)
oh i guess this means
i wont be invited to the white parties
in the hampton’s
i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t wanna hang out with you punk -ss no way
get me m-th-f-ckin’ runnin’ around
this n-gg-r ma$e
now you wanna play games
don’t wanna make the deal n-gg-r
man i’ll f-ck your sh-t up n-gg-r
is you crazy n-gg-r
matter fact you know what
i don’t wanna do the deal no more
f-ck the deal n-gg-r
you wanna play games
you wanna waste my m-th-f-ckin’ time n-gg-r
time is money n-gg-r
you wastin the m-th-f-ckin’ money n-gg-r
alright i see what you tryin’ to do
but i don’t know why you doin’ what you tryin’ to do
why you want to make me tell everybody what misa told me (huh??)
now you go on and send me fifty thousand dollars
for this n-gg-rs travel fees
you know air fare, hotel sp-ce
for that last tour n-gg-r
or i’ll really service your -ss n-gg-r
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