Traducció: 50 Cent. Gangsta Bitches.
ether [Chorus: x2] All we do is get that grain, And my n-ggas move cocaine Plus we let them hammers bang I'm talking 'bout the Unit gang. [50 Cent -
[50 Cent - Verse 2] It's the same old, same old, extra clips, hollow tips N-ggas ain't playin' yo, we still on that gangsta shit That block mine, find
do this shit myself lawyer money ain't a thang Da unit is the game The yin and the yang We went from poor to rich now look we da shit You best control ya bitch
pocus Ring, ring the n-gga wanna sing Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean Ring, ring the n-gga wanna sing Unless he is an insomniac, he dying to dream [50 Cent
corner I fuck a different bitch (BOOM) Hundred on my wrist (BOOM) God damn I'm the shit (BOOM) I think I'm 'bout to make even mo' money than 50 Cent (
[intro - 50 Cent] It's 50, It's the Unit, that means it's money (ha-ha) [chorus - 50 Cent] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don'
[50 Cent talking to girl] No I aint signing shit [Girl] Nigga you think you all that, you a grimy nigga [50 Cent] Yea Yea [Chorus- 50 Cent (girl
bam Bash in her teeth off Guarantee you this, that bitch gon' see stars Respect my gangsta, I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha I know 50 Cent and bitch
was funky Bitches start seeing them dollar signs Even though I wouldn't give a broke bitch one dime It's kind of funny, they want money from a pimp Bitch, you couldn't get 50 cents
blame, she know self preservation the first rule, she know she'd die of boredom if she with you while i'm sitting poolside looking real cool with a Grape flavored 50 cent
still a hundred miles and runnin, still makin aftermath classics You might catch me out in traffic 05' Aston, bitches askin' (where i'm from) Ya'll forgot who helped 50 cent
I give it to ya just how you like it girl Your now rockin with the best fo' pound on my hip Gold chain on my chest (Ah!) (50 Cent) 50 uh Bentley uh
ya boy, cuz that nigga's snitchin' This shit ridiculous [Yo Gotti - Verse 2] New Benz That bitch ridiculous Vitamin Water paint job and I ain't 50 Cent
professional as you wanna It's gonna still get gangsta 'cause you fresh out Go ask, I take your baby mama shoppin' No, she ain't worth 50 cents, just
don't got no skills, I get your some more My nigga we don't cut it, we serve it raw Got anythin you want, play us awful hard [50 Cent] My 22's bling,
rap song Im the fan with the illegal strap on Teflon n a wife beater n black on Its on! [50 Cent talking..] Wassup? this the kid 50 Cent man Its
Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica guy (*gunshots fired*) If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real) All you do is cry, bitch keep it real