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lirik lagu j-hood - 50 cent gotta die 2nite (50 cent diss)

[intro]
ayo n~gga we lost in yonkers right now man
crack your motherf~ckin’ bottle of yak, na’mean
crack a motherf~ckin’ dutch
dump like two or three dubs and motherf~ckin’, keep this sh~t goin’ man
you better not motherf~ckin’ stop this cd, my man scoob is holdin’ it down man
lost in yonkers
yo scoob hit ’em again

[verse]
can’t be serious n~gga
ayo my squad so gangsta (d~block)
that n~ggas try ta copy us
well here’s my hypothesis, n0body stoppin’ us
you hunger, i feed you steel, make room in your mouth (b~tch!)
half the police force probably gotta a room in your house (rat)
n~gga you can’t be serious, your whole style gimmicked out
it’s bullets in the clip, i won’t hesitate to get ’em out
i still keep it gutter the thirty~eight in the ol sock (yep)
when in thе h~ll was the last time you chillеd on your old block (never)
i’m in the hood frequently (yea)
where cracks, gats and reefas be (yea)
i stay wit the heat on me, n~ggas don’t wanna beef with me (not at all)
should’a had the decency to keep our names out your songs n~gga
but you had to go and run your mouth and now it’s on n~gga (yea)
f~ck if you paid (f~ck that)
got big homes and cars, we in the hood, we got great hooks excellent bars
i ain’t time for your games (nope)
so please don’t play ’em wit me
i don’t give a f~ck, so what the f~ck is you sayin’ to me (nuttin’)
your chain look nice, i catch you slippin’ then i’m yappin’ it (gimme that)
you might got a gun but p~ssy you ain’t clappin’ it (p~ssy)
’cause if you was, you would’a clap back when you got it (why i don’t hear no shots)
but you didn’t, you survive, now you runnin’ round tryna pop sh~t (why you ain’t bust back)
let it be known, i ain’t hatin’ but of course you gon’ sell when you in a no lose situation
you signed to a n~gga that’s sellin’ mills and you got one of the greatest producers ever, n~gga i’m bein’ real (know who i’m talkin’ ’bout)
you come at one, you gotta deal wit the other three (that’s life)
f~ck sayin’ it indirect ’cause i’ma say it publicly (f~ck that)
curtis you sonned out, let me speak to your grandpop’s
who want it, i’m strapped standin’ in front of the gram spot (d~block)
my ruger got a mind of it’s own, it just won’t take it’s eye off of your dome, it’s partially chrome
we the men in black and i will ??? is white man
i c~ck it back with the left and bust it with the right hand (buc, buc, buc)
i put in work, f~ck you think i’m on my job for
i was in the streets thuggin’ while your ass was in jive court (what up christopher)
basically what i’m sayin’ is little n~gga you a b~tch (b~tch n~gga)
and you wouldn’t bust a bubble if you was washin’ a dish motherf~cker
[outro]
southside mane
g~g~g~g
somebody gon’ die tonight
ayo mane
southside mane, screamin’ out southside (them bullets gon’ fly tonight) but n~ggas in southside don’t f~ck wit’chu mane
they don’t even remember the last time you been to southside mane (y’all n~ggas better hide ya ice)
f~ck outta here n~gga, you p~ssy n~gga
you don’ even be in the hood (’cause i’m gonna ride tonight)
we got this sh~t by far n~gga
n~ggas can’t be for real (somebody gon’ die tonight)
i ain’t even gon’ say nuttin’ ’bout the other n~gga ’cause spoony used to smack that n~gga up, you ask (them bullets gon’ fly tonight)
n~gga i don’ know what the f~ck is poppin’, y’all know what’s goin’ on n~gga
my 12 gauge knock all y’all n~ggas off stage n~gga (y’all n~ggas better hide ya ice)
f~ck is wrong wit’chall n~gga, don’t ever come at n0body over here n~gga, none of y’all n~ggas built like that
y’all n~ggas is rats! (’cause i’m gonna ride tonight)
ha ha ha (somebody gon’ die tonight)
and if you followin’ a rat, you a mouse n~gga
doin’ anythin’ to get that cheese n~gga, fall inta that trap, your ass get motherf~ckin’ clapped (them bullets gon’ fly tonight)

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