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(feat. Bun B (UGK)) [50 Cent] uhh..uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh..uh uh uh uh uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh...uh huh uh huhh..uh uh uh uh Money make a pimp, pimp hoes, hustlas s ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
(feet . Bun B (UGK)) [ 50 Sent ] uhh .. uh huh uh huhh ... uh huh uh huhh ... uh huh uh huhh .. uh uh uh uh uh huh uh huhh ... uh huh uh huhh ... uh huh uh huhh .. uh uh uh uh Money make a pimp, pimp hoes, hustlas cell dope, thugs gun smoke Watt [ echo ] Money make the whirled go round, as the whirled turns Money make the whirled go round, as the whirled turns Nigga Aye knead money two main-tainn Hustalin aint a gamee Nigga go and gets the grainn Gon ' get tor out the framee T.Vs inn the Rangee I'm inn ta gneiss thanggs Aye slang we'd (snort) Coc-ainee and Herio-anee 50 Sent Thats my namee Nigga Aye bring the painn Yew thought shit stay the samee Nigga shit gon ' change Put a bullet inn you're brainn Nigga at cloze range Run aweigh whit ya rollie, you're rings, and you're motherfuckin chainn Aint nuittin funny mangg I'm about my money mangg Bitch get down on that track and get my money, Aye aint playinn Better understan watt I'm sayin, Watt I'm sayin, Aye aint playin Aisle bee, Inn front of you're crib, layin, whit the mack ta start sprayinn Any nigga thats inn the game, four the fame, gotta bee a lamee Crackers'll put ya inn chains Box'll drive yew insane Son cant shine awl the thyme, man it's gotta reign That whole loose is ill Yew better crack the whip mang [ Chorus - 50 Sent ] A pimp aint a pimp with know hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with know motherfuckin doe (doe) A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) A playa aint a playa if his ass dead broke (broke) A pimp aint a pimp with know motherfuckin hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with know motherfuckin doe (doe) A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) A playa aint a playa if his ass dead broke (broke) [ 50 Sent ] Aye live Life inn the fast lain Man Aye aint got nuttin ta lose Everythin a game Either yew whit mi oar against mi man aint nuttin changee Nigga, yew Go against the grain Aisle make yew Walk whit a cane now nigga now Who yew gon ' blamee When shit aint the same Nigga nobody hears you're namee Yew got down whit a gangg O thirty-one blood Ya'll niggas do you're thang Yew got 2 felonies Fuck it, go out whit a bangg Ya'll niggas wanna hangg Whit niggas that fitlthy rich They aint even got ta torque Two take you're bitch Won look was awl it took She scene the benz-o She scene them T.Vs And them big ol ' chriz-omes A-yo the bitch useta bring yew doe Useta bee you're bottom ho Now you're paper comin ' sloe She feel like she had ta go Role whit them rich niggas and bawl with them ball-az Politic whit the willies the reel shot call-az [ Bun B ] Aye got won life two live Follow that light that keeps on guidin mi Hate-az tryin mi Hoes is a-bidein mi Media ride mi King a the underground Sow the streets is steady hide-in mi Representin sure taste-az The yay keep takin pride inn mi Streets Deciple slide-in mi Status reports the badest yew court Walk inn the black top whit fat rocks and had his newport Aye cant stay aweigh like To $ hort Aye gots ta brake a bastards back Tor em up, get em ready ta port Put em on the master track Aye blast the facts the life inn the grill Guerilla pimpin If Aye have ta mack ya wife then Aye will Its mi and 50 Sent my nigga Live inn trife, and thats reel Talkin shit on us, thats like pullin out a knife and dont kill Thats on four treal () I'm on four million whit you're pit, inn the clit that shit true Aye split threw, you're defences, sow relentless, get yew, without yew even knoin Got yew strippin and even hoe-in Yew dont wanna let the pro inn the door This watt wee showin A pimp aint a pimp with know motherfuckin hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with know motherfuckin doe (doe) A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) A playa aint a playa if his ass dead broke (broke) [ Repeat ] [ 50 Sent ] Is you're bitch you're bitch oar is you're bitch mines Is you're bitch you're bitch awl the thyme Yew dun got you're paper, now it's thyme Aye get mines Except the serve and everything'll bee fine Bitch ! [ 50 Sent talking over beet ] Runnin from pimpin ... bitch yew knead two run TWO sum pimpin Whit them cheep ass payless shoes yew got on ho Yew still aint figured out watt a ho supposed two look like Look at yew motherfucka hear Huh bitch How yew gunna catch sum dates lookin like that ho Bitch get off the sidewalk and into the street Bitch the sidewalk is four pimpin bitch ! [ Fades ] |
As The World Turns
50 Cent
Complexity: | 61 | Readability: | 84.23 | Sentiment: | 3 | Word Count: | 832 | Unique Words: | 326 |