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Rap Game (50 Cent)
作詞:Von Carlisle, De Shaun Holton, Rufus Johnson, Marshall Mathers Iii, Ondre Moore, Denaun Porter, Luis Resto
The rap game, hip-hop 1 0 1 The hardest 9 to 5 you will ever have You can't learn this shit in no history book You ready to rap motherfucker? You ready to sell your soul, the rap game, motherfucker
I'm a disruptive nigger, you made me crazy You shoulda slayed me as a baby Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven And you ain't even gotta pay me I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily
You face me drunk of sober, you'll faint fast I'm never fucked up to where I can't whoop your ass Your neck will get snapped wit bear hands, fuck music Is he rappin' is cool but fool don't confuse it
What happens these dudes get rude and then I lose it? I'm scandals, I blow your two kids off the atlas With a gat that's bigger then Godzilla's back nigga You are not real and in fact your fruity effect of a crack dealer
Y'all president sends me smack den got a mack 10 with it So I ain't gotta rap but I'm thankful for that Don't mistaken me black Or you be stankin' in back of a fuckin' Cadillac
I'ma get snuffed 'cause I ain't said enough to pipe down I pipe down when the White House is whipped out When I see that lil' Cheany dike get snipped out Lights out, bitch, adios, goodnight
Now put that in your lil' pipe and bite down Think for a minute 'cause the hype has died down That I won't go up in the oval office right now And flip whatever ain't tied down upside down
I'm all for America, fuck the Government Tell that C. Doloris Tucker slut to suck a dick Motherfucker, duck, what the fuck, son of a bitch Take away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other shit
Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade Switch blade with a lil' switch to switch blades And switch from a 6 to a 16 inch blade Shit's like a Samurai sword, a Sensei
Shit just don't change to this day I'm this way still 'til I utslay itch bay Ucksay my ickday 'scuse my igpay atinlay But uckfay a igpay
This rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game And I ain't diggin' a hole for this rap game But I'm tellin' ya, no it ain't happenin'
This rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game I ain't diggin' a hole for this rap game This rap game, this rap game
I bet you rather me drink and drown in my own iniquity But fuck that, I'ma rap 'til you all get sick of me And clutch my nut sack and spit on who pick on me I'm hittin' a rock next, fuck a dogg who sickin' me
I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know and quit playin' If I'm broke then I'm brakin' open the place where you layin' You know, same shit every nigga done in his life I lived it, that's why I speak on what I want when I write 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網
So why should I ever fear another man If he bleed like I, bleed, take a piss and he stand Okay, you win, you can say we can't rap But no source never mean we ain't buyin' on what they say is wack
I walk in the party and just start bustin' Right after I hear the last verse, I'm self-destruction This liquor make me wanna blast the chrome To let you know the time without Morris Day and Jerome
I'm low down and shifty, quickly called Swifty To do a drive by on a 10-speed with 50 You feelin' lucky, squeeze, I catch you outside of Chucky Cheese Well just see, who be an unlucky G
My life style is unstable, a partyin' attic They said no fightin' in the club so I brought me a matic Coughin' ecstatic, I jump niggas, call me a rabbit Popin' a tablet and guns that saw you in half
Believe me, we run this rap shit fo shizzie Make makin' millions look easy Every where ya turn you see me You hear me
Believe me, for ya see my pistol in 3-D No time to call a peace treaty Dial 9 1 1 'cause you need de Police to help you, believe me
I snatch the tongue from the sidewalk and piss on the curb This is absurd, these street niggas twistin' my words We finally could say goodbye to Hollywood 'Cause Proof and Shaun share nuttin' in common
The nastiest band with gats in each hand We never bomb down to be a flash and a pan No remorse, fuck you stature, dogg Nuttin' to do with hands when I clap at y'all
Put your jaw on the ground with the 4 and a pound And I'm goin' out of town for the long come around So we can battle with raps, we can battle with gats Matter of fact, we can battle with plaques, this Rap Game
I'm too fuckin' retarded, I don't give a fuck about my dick That's why I'm datin' Loraina Bobbet My crew had an argument, who was the largest Now they all is dead and I'm rollin' as a solo artist
Plus I made all the beats and wrote all the raps Well, I really didn't but I did accordin' to this contract I was stoned in the snow with no where to go Freezin' 20 below forced to join bail tip Dafoe
My little girl, she shouldn't be listenin' to these lyrics That's why I glued the headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth Brooks 50, sing the hook
This rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game And I ain't diggin' a hole for this rap game But I'm tellin' ya, no it ain't happenin'
This rap game, this rap game I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game I ain't diggin' a hole for this rap game This rap game, this rap game
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