50 Cent

Major Distribution
Featuring: Snoop Dogg & Young Jeezy [Hook: 50 Cent (+ Snoop Dogg)] I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw (I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more Boy) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Run tell the blood's I'm crip and go tell the crips I'm blood Nigga, I be tripping, bitch, I don't give a fuck I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas Come through 2012, XJ on niggas I'm a Apex predator, nigga, I'm strolling Shooters on deck, I break bread and they own me Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off? Why the fuck would you be repeating that? Nigga, I'm a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jack? I'm in a dope fiend's dream, I got it for 'em raw That's that morphin memories, except I'm breaking the law I was born a problem, in the stroller with the llama I'm violent, I kill a nigga, put that on my mama Nah, nah, don't tell me nothing about none of these niggas I smoke all these niggas for this bread Letras de canciones [Hook] [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] I give a fuck about a fed as I jump up outta bed 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah I'm trying to put this shit away On the low, I need a hit a day, think you better get away From my, oh, my, I got a bernie that'll fire From Cali to Kingston, back to NY Snoop's master kush, smoke 5 to 9 Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high Run with the metal with my foot to the pedal G's with the trees and the C's on my level 5-0, you know I go hard, these fools caught me go hard Head nigga in charge, this nigga soft as the barge But I ain't tripping, I'm just flipping my cheese Cause if you really want the bomb come and fuck with your G's I got it, always kill, always will Had that, sit that, my nigga get that, you hear that? [Hook] [Verse 3: Young Jeezy] 5 AM in the kitchen, nigga, I'm coughing Bag full of white 8 balls, I'm going golfing Now homie got killed last night, bought him a coffin Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin Guess that's the life of a yay slipper On top of getting skin like a just like a stripper Got camels for the jackets, home invaders, man Coming all black like they Raiders fans All I saw growing up was kilos and gangbanging 'Till the homie taught me to whip, game changing Now I'm breaking down birds on the coffee table Yeah, half them drugs sold before they off the table Gotta look (?) for my half, I'm gonna split They chopping (?) work that bitch like it's a killing Sold them more water, stretching like it's elastic (?) rapping, I'm plastic, yeah [Hook] From Letras Mania