Текст песни A Lil Bit of Everything U.T.P. - G-Unit , 50 Cent
Every
time
I'm
in
the
kitchen,
you
in
the
kitchen
Let
me
finish
this
brick
'fore
you
put
that
fish
in
Listen,
I
know
we
just
came
from
fishin'
But
I'm
on
a
mission,
you
see,
there's
money
that
I'm
missin'
I
got
'em
posted,
so
the
move
and
I'm
gonna
murder
y'all
You
and
all
the
trouble
goin'
through
by
servin'
y'all
And
only
'cause
my
man
heard
of
y'all
Other
than
that,
shit,
y'all
won't
get
served
at
all
I
went
from
oodles
and
noodles
to
lobster
and
shrimp
I
went
from
bare
bubble
coats
to
brand
new
minks
And
yo,
my
neck
upgraded,
my
wrist's
upgraded
I
stay
C
of
F,
I
ain't
got
time
for
Jacob
I'm
still
on
the
strip,
tryin'
to
get
my
grims
off
Nigga
tryin'
to
flip
and
it's
a
Mexican
stand
off
I
put
a
hole
in
your
grill
with
the
nine
mil
Dressed
in
all
black,
lookin'
for
souls
to
steal
I
gotta
lil'
bit
of
dust,
lil'
bit
of
cocaine
Lil'
bit
of
dro,
lil'
bit
of
heroine
A
lil'
bit
of
ecstasy
That's
why
you
bitch
wanna
be
next
to
me
We
sell
a
lil'
bit
everything
I
gotta
lil'
bit
of
dust,
lil'
bit
of
cocaine
Lil'
bit
of
dro,
lil'
bit
of
heroine
A
lil'
bit
of
ecstasy
That's
why
you
bitch
wanna
be
next
to
me
We
sell
a
lil'
bit
everything
I
put
the
two
Mags,
up
to
your
doo
rag
And
rockabye,
baby,
I'm
in
the
blue
Jag
with
new
tags
In
case
you
wanna
chase,
I
never
knew
that
The
impact
comin'
up
out
a
Desert
Eagle
A
make
a
nigga
wob
and
wiggle
screamin'
call
my
people
We
got
these
fiends
pourin'
liters
and
they
shootin;
needles
Need
to
be
takin'
your
connection
'cause
we
got
it
cheaper
Shit,
I
ain't
new
to
this,
I
met
this
air
stewardess
Who
knows
the
ins
and
outs
on
how
to
get
it
in
and
out,
nigga
Ya,
if
I
put
a
dress
code
all
black,
nine
hows
and
a
laser
And
the
party
is
an
ink
pen,
bottle
or
a
razor
Your
hollerin'
for
praise
ya,
catch
me
in
the
hood
With
a
model
named
Taysha
and
the
swallow
game
major
These
cowards
ain't
gangsta,
they
tellin'
you
lies
by
sellin'
you
dreams
And
they
ain't
fill
ins,
they
fiends
Plus
they
rat
and
it's
too
hot
to
chill
in
the
sun
My
pops
39
years
old,
and
still
on
the
run
I
gotta
lil'
bit
of
dust,
lil'
bit
of
cocaine
Lil'
bit
of
dro,
lil'
bit
of
heroine
A
lil'
bit
of
ecstasy
That's
why
you
bitch
wanna
be
next
to
me
We
sell
a
lil'
bit
everything
I
gotta
lil'
bit
of
dust,
lil'
bit
of
cocaine
Lil'
bit
of
dro,
lil'
bit
of
heroine
A
lil'
bit
of
ecstasy
That's
why
you
bitch
wanna
be
next
to
me
We
sell
a
lil'
bit
everything
Wodie,
what
you
want,
you
want
dope,
you
want
coke?
Wodie,
what
you
want,
you
want
X,
you
want
dro?
Shit,
you
got
beef,
I
got
a
tec
and
a
fo'
You
feelin'
hot
and
moist,
I
even
get
you
a
hoe
You
don't
got
no
whip,
I
get
you
a
car
You
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
My
22's
bling,
so
niggaz
scheme
745i
clean,
this
little
shell
nigga,
fuck
a
triple
beam
Coffee
pot
to
cook
coke,
Joe
to
smoke,
I
was
born
to
loc
Method
cut
the
coke,
50
no
joke
I
ain't
scarface,
no
women,
no
kids,
I
don't
give
a
fuck
Better
teach
that
bitch
and
that
little
nigga
to
duck
With
a
P-90
Ruger,
I
put
shots
all
through
ya
If
you
survive,
you
gonna
feel
what
talent
do
to
ya
I
gotta
lil'
bit
of
dust,
lil'
bit
of
cocaine
Lil'
bit
of
dro,
lil'
bit
of
heroine
A
lil'
bit
of
ecstasy
That's
why
you
bitch
wanna
be
next
to
me
We
sell
a
lil'
bit
everything
I
gotta
lil'
bit
of
dust,
lil'
bit
of
cocaine
Lil'
bit
of
dro,
lil'
bit
of
heroine
A
lil'
bit
of
ecstasy
That's
why
you
bitch
wanna
be
next
to
me
We
sell
a
lil'
bit
everythin'
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