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lirik lagu 50 cent – whoo kid kayslay shit!


[intro – 50 cent – talking, breathing noises in background]
hey p-ss that n-gg-, we gettin’ high
yo, yo this is some bomb sh-t right here man
50 can’t even smoke this motherf–ker (ah haha, haha)

[verse 1]
i can’t smoke weed, cause my po make me p-ss in a cup
n-gg- go ahead, disrespect me, i’ll f–k you up
i ain’t talkin’ about a fist fight, i’ll cut you up
yo don’t want st-tches in yo grill motherf–ker, then chill
as a young buck, n-gg-s always knew i puff
yousta see me go to school, on a smoiler bus (woo)
i’m a sped ed kid, i’m gettin’ all this paper (uh huh)
you should sit, scibble lines and see where it take ya
had violent tendencies, so they thought i was dumb
why the so called smart kids was poppin’ guns
i think about poppin’ a gun, and then get the lump sum
grampa my role model, yousta suck on a bottle
a pint a crown royal, make your insides boil
been smell like ben gay, cause his back go out

he the one that taught me, what bein’ black’s about
now peep the roach on the walls, that fall and crawl on my
wrist, sittin’ up in them benz, to be in the pen
in the hood we hit the number, but never the lotto
life in the fast lane, one wheel hit the pothole
let’s go, let’s flow n-gg-

[chorus – singing] – 2x
war, what is it good for absolutely nothin’
but n-gg-s keep frontin’
f–k a n-gg-, live like a soldier
die like a soldier

[outro – talking]
war, state of mercy n-gg-
you see me pop off n-gg-
ain’t no peace talk, b-tch -ss n-gg-
fake gangsta n-gg-, you want to seem n-gg- (yeah)
you don’t seem n-gg-, yeah n-gg-
right? kayslay, whoo kid
50 cent, new sh-t
my n-gg- lloyd banks, tony yayo, g-unit
n-gg-s, n-gg-s, ‘rotten apple’
and n-gg- shy money, ain’t fail n-gg-
uh huh, ya heard