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  • Artist:50 cent
    Songs Title:banks victory

    Yo, yo we cant stay alive forever
    So if **** hit the fan then we might as well die together
    Im high as ever, more holes and more cheddar
    G-unit move around wit them pounds and berretas
    Yea faggot, if I want it Im gon have it
    Regardless if its handed to me or I gotta grab it
    Dont make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me
    Im cocky, raps rocky, ***** you sloppy
    You know that im, 8 levels above you *****
    Ill club you *****, I never heard of you *****, ugly *****
    Im the wrong one to provoke
    You rattin on ****** is only gon leave you smoke
    So the only thing left now is tools for these cowrads
    I got no friends, **** most of these cowards
    They pop **** till we start approaching these cowards
    While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers
    I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer
    And who flip when I call a ***** like she queen latifah
    Not all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper
    This **** can get uglier than the master p sneaker
    We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus
    Soon as spring break hos home from college wanna **** us
    I aint here to drop knowledge on you suckas
    Ill sick rottweilers on you ****as, cops followin to cuff us
    Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros
    When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero
    Ima break before I lay floor berry
    Besides, every rapper aint a star, ***** plad aint bulbary
    You cant tame lloyd, smokin by the big screen
    You changin the channel looks like Im playin the game boy
    I know to watch botherin ya vision
    You reach and Ill put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
    Why party wit a pigeon?
    Im blowin a 10 cuz bush handin flyers for a party in a prison
    Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps
    Im the last rapper to scare ****** since craig mack
    Now every mornings a fast start
    And there aint problem gettin dressed cuz my closet got more aisles than pathmark
    Run, move startin a wave
    And leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of eggs
    Im the young pimp pardon my age
    I dont got long hair but if I did she be puttin my braids
    ****** find what club they at
    Take em wit us, and run a train on em like a subway mac
    Get advances from grey agra
    See these record labels got most artists gettin ****ed like the gay rappa
    I go the college on the tour
    Im goin down in history *****, next to wallace and shakur
    I keep ya ammo clean, text polished in the drawer
    Cameras by the hamper that mine into the floor
    By now, you probably heard of me
    Fresh outta surgery, flashy as a ****, you gon have to murder me
    Burglary, Im leavin wit cha nikes bergendy, white t, bergendy
    You match now, back down
    ****** love to hate you, but love you when you disappear
    Catch me on the boat wit **** smoke and official gear
    Heavy when I toke, c notes from different years
    Besly in the robe, re-motes for liftin chairs
    You aint rich, but we glad to snatch ya
    I send cars to crib like Im a cab dispatcha
    You better off wit ya stupid guys, lookin for a coupe to drive
    You aint gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized
    Its a damn shame yall still local
    Im in a million dollar studio layin my vocals
    *****
    Still in the projects *****, you aint goin nowhere
    You gon ****in be there for the rest of yo mutha****in life
    And yo momma said, Im supposed to tell you somethin.....
    To encourage you, somethin positive
    Aight well I aint gon lie to you mutha****a, he aint goin nowhere
    Get yaself a beer, get on the ****in curve
    ****in dirtbag
  • [00:00.94]Artist:50 cent
    [00:02.31]Songs Title:banks victory
    [00:03.31]
    [00:14.63]Yo, yo we cant stay alive forever
    [00:15.94]So if **** hit the fan then we might as well die together
    [00:19.07]Im high as ever, more holes and more cheddar
    [00:21.82]G-unit move around wit them pounds and berretas
    [00:24.19]Yea faggot, if I want it Im gon have it
    [00:27.07]Regardless if its handed to me or I gotta grab it
    [00:29.69]Dont make a ass outta yaself tryin to stop me
    [00:32.26]Im cocky, raps rocky, ***** you sloppy
    [00:33.69]You know that im, 8 levels above you *****
    [00:36.13]Ill club you *****, I never heard of you *****, ugly *****
    [00:38.57]Im the wrong one to provoke
    [00:42.57]You rattin on ****** is only gon leave you smoke
    [00:45.32]So the only thing left now is tools for these cowrads
    [00:47.63]I got no friends, **** most of these cowards
    [00:49.69]They pop **** till we start approaching these cowards
    [00:52.13]While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers
    [00:55.76]I got a intergangstress who argue and steams wit reefer
    [00:58.13]And who flip when I call a ***** like she queen latifah
    [01:00.88]Not all the vehicles is long enough to stash the streetsweeper
    [01:03.34]This **** can get uglier than the master p sneaker
    [01:05.74]We slidin through the ruckus, wit prada on the chuckus
    [01:08.37]Soon as spring break hos home from college wanna **** us
    [01:11.07]I aint here to drop knowledge on you suckas
    [01:13.45]Ill sick rottweilers on you ****as, cops followin to cuff us
    [01:16.07]Top dollars to discuss this, whole lotta zeros
    [01:19.13]When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero
    [01:21.76]Ima break before I lay floor berry
    [01:23.82]Besides, every rapper aint a star, ***** plad aint bulbary
    [01:26.69]You cant tame lloyd, smokin by the big screen
    [01:29.51]You changin the channel looks like Im playin the game boy
    [01:32.14]I know to watch botherin ya vision
    [01:34.13]You reach and Ill put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion
    [01:37.07]Why party wit a pigeon?
    [01:38.82]Im blowin a 10 cuz bush handin flyers for a party in a prison
    [01:41.32]Im in the gucci vest wit the green and red straps
    [01:45.07]Im the last rapper to scare ****** since craig mack
    [01:47.88]Now every mornings a fast start
    [01:49.82]And there aint problem gettin dressed cuz my closet got more aisles than pathmark
    [01:52.26]Run, move startin a wave
    [01:55.39]And leave wit 12 shells in ya mouth like a carton of eggs
    [01:57.76]Im the young pimp pardon my age
    [02:00.59]I dont got long hair but if I did she be puttin my braids
    [02:03.51]****** find what club they at
    [02:04.82]Take em wit us, and run a train on em like a subway mac
    [02:08.57]Get advances from grey agra
    [02:10.38]See these record labels got most artists gettin ****ed like the gay rappa
    [02:12.93]I go the college on the tour
    [02:16.06]Im goin down in history *****, next to wallace and shakur
    [02:18.30]I keep ya ammo clean, text polished in the drawer
    [02:21.31]Cameras by the hamper that mine into the floor
    [02:24.50]By now, you probably heard of me
    [02:26.62]Fresh outta surgery, flashy as a ****, you gon have to murder me
    [02:29.87]Burglary, Im leavin wit cha nikes bergendy, white t, bergendy
    [02:32.01]You match now, back down
    [02:35.38]****** love to hate you, but love you when you disappear
    [02:37.57]Catch me on the boat wit **** smoke and official gear
    [02:40.51]Heavy when I toke, c notes from different years
    [02:42.89]Besly in the robe, re-motes for liftin chairs
    [02:45.64]You aint rich, but we glad to snatch ya
    [02:47.95]I send cars to crib like Im a cab dispatcha
    [02:50.64]You better off wit ya stupid guys, lookin for a coupe to drive
    [02:53.13]You aint gettin nuttin but ya french fries supersized
    [02:55.95]Its a damn shame yall still local
    [02:58.37]Im in a million dollar studio layin my vocals
    [03:00.93]*****
    [03:01.24]Still in the projects *****, you aint goin nowhere
    [03:05.24]You gon ****in be there for the rest of yo mutha****in life
    [03:09.68]And yo momma said, Im supposed to tell you somethin.....
    [03:13.68]To encourage you, somethin positive
    [03:17.80]Aight well I aint gon lie to you mutha****a, he aint goin nowhere
    [03:22.68]Get yaself a beer, get on the ****in curve
    [03:25.49]****in dirtbag