lirik lagu fifty cent - position of power
[intro:]
hahaha
i told n-gg-s not to shoot dice with me
look at this stack
i got money
i got money
hahaha
[50 cent:]
aww n-gg- don’t trip
i’ll kill ya if you f-ck with my grip
i won’t hesitate to let off a clip
aww n-gg- don’t trip
you gon’ make me get on some sh-t
run up on you quick
what up, you’re whipped
aww n-gg- don’t trip
you gon’ get ya monkey -ss h-t
run in ya whip tryna f-ck with my clique
aww n-gg- don’t trip
case you didn’t know who this is
its 50 cent b-tch, g-unit
aww n-gg- don’t trip
[verse 1 – 50 cent:]
i come through your hood, stuntin’ in my yellow lam
murcielago, top down, n-gg- d-mn
i’m the biggest crook from new york since son of sam
cruisin’, b-mpin’ bugz sh-t, ruger in my hand
thinkin’ the east ain’t enough, it’s time to expand
i plan to head out west and plant my feet down
a n-gg- big as king kong in the street now
i do a lil house shoppin’, and buy me a crib
its palm trees and pretty b-tches out in cali kid
i touched the hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks
have some supermodel b-tches come and suck on some d-ck
my mom turn in her grave if i married a white chick
but baby’ll suck the chrome off the chevy and sh-t
n-gg-s be wearin’ fake signs, i’m rockin’ a lil charm
thirty carrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the don
crack open that cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb
[chorus – 50 cent:]
n-gg- you hustle, but me i hustle harder
i got what you need, them trees, that hard, that powder
my n-gg-s we gee packs, every hour on the hour
they shoot when i say shoot, so i’m in the position of power
you f-ck around if you wanna
[verse 2 – 50 cent:]
where i’m from, you learn to blend in, or get touched
i don’t need n-gg-s for support, i don’t walk with a crutch
n-gg-s know my stage, they don’t f-ck with me son
you got an appet-te for hollow-tips, i’ll feed you my gun
this is that ferrari f-50 sh-t, it’s real laid back
type sh-t you recline to in the maybach
i got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz
you get the same sh-t for ten bodies, you get for one cuz
i live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour, chrome and some wood grain
you know a n-gg- still really tryna move cane
make a lil extra money on the side mayn
i ain’t playin’, i’m up early with the birds word
puttin’ that work in, parrelli’s on the porsche chirpin’ (i’m making moves)
i got a hundred mill from music, a hundred grand from crack
goin’ to see my jeweler, so i can blow a stack
[chorus – 50 cent:]
n-gg- you hustle, but me i hustle harder
i got what you need, them trees, that hard, that powder
my n-gg-s we gee packs, every hour on the hour
they shoot when i say shoot, so i’m in the position of power
you f-ck around if you wanna
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