paroles de chanson As the World Turns - Underground Kingz , 50 Cent
(50
Cent)
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huh
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huhh...
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huh
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huhh...
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huh
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huhh.uh
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huh
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Money
make
a
pimp,
pimp
hoes,
hustlas
sell
dope,
thugs
gun
smoke
What(echo)
Money
make
the
world
go
round,
as
the
world
turns
Money
make
the
world
go
round,
as
the
world
turns
Nigga
I
need
money
to
main-tainn
Hustalin
aint
a
gamee
Nigga
go
and
gets
the
grainn
Gon′
get
tore
out
the
framee
T.Vs
in
the
Rangee
I'm
in
ta
nice
thanggs
I
slang
weed
(snort)
Coc-ainee
and
Herio-anee
50
Cent
Thats
my
namee
Nigga
I
bring
the
painn
You
thought
shit
stay
the
samee
Nigga
shit
gon′
change
Put
a
bullet
in
your
brainn
Nigga
at
close
range
Run
away
wit
ya
rollie,
your
rings,
and
your
motherfuckin
chainn
Aint
nuittin
funny
mangg
I'm
about
my
money
mangg
Bitch
get
down
on
that
track
and
get
my
money,
I
aint
playinn
Better
understan
what
I'm
sayin,
What
I′m
sayin,
I
aint
playin
I′ll
be,
In
front
of
your
crib,
layin,
wit
the
mack
ta
start
sprayinn
Any
nigga
thats
in
the
game,
for
the
fame,
gotta
be
a
lamee
Crackers'll
put
ya
in
chains
Box′ll
drive
you
insane
Sun
cant
shine
all
the
time,
man
its
gotta
rain
That
whole
loose?
is
ill
You
better
crack
the
whip
mang
(Chorus
- 50
Cent)
A
pimp
aint
a
pimp
with
no
hoes
(hoes)
A
hustla
aint
a
hustla
with
no
motherfuckin
dough
(dough)
A
thug
aint
a
thug
if
his
gun
dont
smoke
(smoke)
A
playa
aint
a
playa
if
his
ass
dead
broke
(broke)
A
pimp
aint
a
pimp
with
no
motherfuckin
hoes
(hoes)
A
hustla
aint
a
hustla
with
no
motherfuckin
dough
(dough)
A
thug
aint
a
thug
if
his
gun
dont
smoke
(smoke)
A
playa
aint
a
playa
if
his
ass
dead
broke
(broke)
(50
Cent)
I
live
Life
in
the
fast
lane
Man
I
aint
got
nuttin
ta
lose
Everythin
a
game
Either
you
wit
me
or
against
me
man
aint
nuttin
changee
Nigga,
you
Go
against
the
grain
I'll
make
you
Walk
wit
a
cane
now
nigga
now
Who
you
gon′
blamee
When
shit
aint
the
same
Nigga
nobody
hears
your
namee
You
got
down
wit
a
gangg
O
thirty-one
blood
Ya'll
niggas
do
your
thang
You
got
2 felonies
Fuck
it,
go
out
wit
a
bangg
Ya′ll
niggas
wanna
hangg
Wit
niggas
that
fitlthy
rich
They
aint
even
got
ta
talk
To
take
your
bitch
One
look
was
all
it
took
She
seen
the
benz-o
She
seen
them
T.Vs
And
them
big
ol'
chriz-omes
A-yo
the
bitch
useta
bring
you
dough
Useta
be
your
bottom
hoe
Now
your
paper
comin'
slow
She
feel
like
she
had
ta
go
Roll
wit
them
rich
niggas
and
ball
with
them
ball-az
Politic
wit
the
willies
the
real
shot
call-az
(Bun
B)
I
got
one
life
to
live
Follow
that
light
that
keeps
on
guidin
me
Hate-az
tryin
me
Hoes
is
a-bidein
me
Media
ride
me
King
a
the
underground
So
the
streets
is
steady
hide-in
me
Representin
sure
taste-az
The
yay
keep
takin
pride
in
me
Streets
Deciple
slide-in
me
Status
reports
the
badest
you
caught
Walk
in
the
black
top
wit
fat
rocks
and
had
his
newport
I
cant
stay
away
like
Too
$hort
I
gots
ta
break
a
bastards
back
Tore
em
up,
get
em
ready
ta
port
Put
em
on
the
master
track
I
blast
the
facts
the
life
in
the
grill
Gorilla
pimpin
If
I
have
ta
mack
ya
wife
then
I
will
It′s
me
and
50
Cent
my
nigga
Live
in
trife,
and
thats
real
Talkin
shit
on
us,
thats
like
pullin
out
a
knife
and
dont
kill
Thats
on
for
treal
(?)
I′m
on
for
million
wit
your
pit,
in
the
clit
that
shit
true
I
split
through,
your
defences,
so
relentless,
get
you,
without
you
even
Knoin
Got
you
strippin
and
even
hoe-in
You
dont
wanna
let
the
pro
in
the
door
This
what
we
showin
A
pimp
aint
a
pimp
with
no
motherfuckin
hoes
(hoes)
A
hustla
aint
a
hustla
with
no
motherfuckin
dough
(dough)
A
thug
aint
a
thug
if
his
gun
dont
smoke
(smoke)
A
playa
aint
a
playa
if
his
ass
dead
broke
(broke)
(Repeat)
(50
Cent)
Is
your
bitch
your
bitch
or
is
your
bitch
mines?
Is
your
bitch
your
bitch
all
the
time?
You
done
got
your
paper,
now
its
time
I
get
mines
Except
the
serve
and
everything'll
be
fine
Bitch!
(50
Cent
talking
over
beat)
Runnin
from
pimpin...
bitch
you
need
to
run
TO
some
pimpin
Wit
them
cheap
ass
payless
shoes
you
got
on
hoe
You
still
aint
figured
out
what
a
hoe
supposed
to
look
like
Look
at
you
motherfucka
here
Huh
bitch?
How
you
gunna
catch
some
dates
lookin
like
that
hoe?
Bitch
get
off
the
sidewalk
and
into
the
street
Bitch
the
sidewalk
is
for
pimpin
bitch!
(Fades)
Album
Guess Who's Back
1 Stretch Armstrong Freestyle
2 Whoo Kid Freestyle
3 Corner Bodega
4 Be A Gentlemen
5 Get Out The Club
6 Bad News
7 Skit:Drop
8 Rotten Apple
9 Doo Wop Freestyle
10 Killa Tape, Part 2 (Freestyle)
11 We Don't Play That Pussy Shit
12 That's What's Up
13 Who You Rep With
14 As the World Turns
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