Текст песни 50 Bars - 50 Cent
50
bars
of
pleasure
50
bars
of
pain
When
I'm
dead
and
gone
niggaZ
gonna
remember
my
name
50
50
bars
of
pleasure
50
bars
of
pain
When
I'm
dead
and
gone
niggaZ
gonna
remember
my
name
50
Yo
black
is
flashy
like
Alpo
gun
happy
like
Pappy
Sneaky
muthafucka
remind
me
of
nigga
that
clap
me
He
ain't
the
type
you
shoot
dice
with
and
win
dog
Unless
you
try'na
get
your
ass
layed
out
in
gilmore
Yes
we
soldiers,
remind
me
of
Troy
and
E-Bags
When
they
came
through
they
hollad
like
"What
up
Conrad?"
Grimey
niggaz
they
loved
to
get
gully
Summer
time
still
had
on
black
gloves
and
scullies
The
Lex
450
pulled
up
that's
Cornbread
Them
niggaZ
from
Philly
would
of
called
him
an
old
head
But
he
an
OG
remind
me
of
ChaZ
and
Bump
real
low
key
Sounded
like
he
didn't
know
nothing
about
drama
For
this
money
shit
many
men
do
trauma
Switchy
walked
in
son,
this
bitch
had
the
baddest
ass
The
bulletproof
glass
was
rolled
up
on
the
S-Class
Heard
in
DC
he
kept
mad
blocks
in
order
Picture
this
a
young
nigga
gettin
it
like
Rich
Porter
Sonny
came
in
for
half
a
pit
He
got
knocked,
he
on
lock
still
controllin'
his
spot
from
constop
Pop
pulled
up
in
the
CL5
his
project
changed
His
man
just
got
fucking
murked
by
Salene
Heard
he
got
it
in
the
range
nigga
came
popped
one
in
his
brain
Over
some-thing
took
his
watch
and
his
chain
Country
boys
off
the
hook
down
there
in
Richmond
main.
In
the
black
740
I
sat,
my
hat
turned
back
Bow
down
baby
nelly
singing
my
wrist
blinging
What!
I'm
waiting
on
this
nigga
Wise
we
lost
for
two
pies
Son
he
smokin
that
shit
I
can
see
it
in
his
eyes
Comin
up
wise
emotions
closed
An'
most
buying
round
looking
for
wisemen
toast
Benny
hopped
out
the
Esculade
with
a
few
thourough
men
from
B-More
They
sellin
herion
in
Maryland
reverse
back
to
diesel
Killed
like
4 fiends
his
popularity
grew
that
only
ment
more
cream
First
it
was
him
and
his
brother
now
he
got
a
team
Went
from
5 and
a
half
grams
to
living
the
dream
City
pulled
up
Goddamn
you
know
his
format
Bentley
is
all
marble
in
the
door
and
floor
match
Get
the
hats
out
the
stash
box
popped
two
glocks
Peace
"All
eyeZ
on
me"
2pac
Everybody
knows
he
a
boss
he
still
gotta
floss
He
on
the
same
bullshit
that
sent
Gotti
up
north
That's
Dime
in
the
blue
TS
stunting
like
he
Nicky
Barnes
He
broke
but
he
talk
like
a
Don
Homes
hoppin
out
the
Jag
that's
Max
haitin
cat
Kill
a
nigga
quick
remind
me
of
Haitian
Jack
I
peep
his
style
son
I
know
his
steelo,
He
on
the
d-low
He
smile
at
niggaZ
mumbling
fuck
you
in
Creole
Heard
war
stories
bout
how
he
maneuver
with
the
Ruger
Hold
the
iron
horiZontally
and
send
shots
throug
h
ya
Few
niggaZ
tried
to
murk
him,
most
them
got
found
Some
turned
away
try
to
run
they
in
wheelchairs
now
Banks
hopped
out
bulletproof
this,
bulletproof
that
Bulletproof
snorkel,
bulletproof
hat
Got
out
a
Black
Hummer
he
blew
90
on
that
Poppin
mad
shit
like
he
gonna
bulletproof
that
lets
go
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