Текст песни In God We Trust - 50 Cent
YOU
AIN'T
STRONG
ENOUGH
NIGGA!!!!
(YOU
SWEET!!!)
YOU
PROBABLY
GO
AGAINST
ME
AND
WIN!!!
(I
OUGHTA
KISS
YOU!!!)
(YOU
PROBABLY
LIKE
DAT!!)
BUT
YOU,
YOU
DON'T
STAND
A
CHANCE
NIGGA!!!!
(FUCKIN
FAGGOT!!!)
I
do
more
than
talk
that
I
mu'fuckin
walk
that
Blue
Yankee
cap
back,
fuck
around
get
CLAPPED
AT
I
sleep
with
the
stainless
I
walk
with
the
stainless
Man
everybody
know
about
50
I'm
famous
New
York
New
York!!!!
I
run
New
York!!!!
Ask
Dread
at
the
weed
spot
I
come
through
in
the
mean
drop
In
different
boroughs
I
have
different
moments
On
different
days
niggas
know
how
I'm
on
it
I'm
pretty
like
a
Harlem
nigga,
I'm
a
shooter
like
a
Brooklyn
nigga
I'm
a
hustler
don't
get
no
bigger
Queens,
SouthSide
'til
they
bury
me
BX
two
tek's,
flames
out
the
nozzles
R1
One
wheel,
Christian
Dior
goggles
Spare
with
me
start
some
shit
send
the
shooters
out
Come
out
the
club
we
out
front
with
the
Ruegers
out
Nah
ain't
no
sense
to
talkin
peace
my
brotha
That
beef
will
probably
send
your
monkey
ass
to
see
Allah
These
niggas
ain't
strong
enough!
Their
money
ain't
long
enough!!!
When
they
bump
heads
with
me,
they
find
out
the
guns
do
bust!!!
We
gettin
paper
In
God
We
Trust!!!
(THESE
SUCKER
ASS
NIGGAS!!!)
These
niggas
ain't
strong
enough!
Their
money
ain't
long
enough!!!
When
they
bump
heads
with
me,
they
find
out
the
guns
do
bust!!!
We
gettin
paper
In
God
We
Trust!!!
(SUCK
ON
THIS
NIGGA!!!)
When
I
said
I'll
kill
ya,
I'll
kill
ya,
as
a
kid
I
wasn't
kiddin
then
Special
ed
kid
in
the
back
on
Ritalin
Crib
all
fucked
up,
hooptie
all
fucked
up
Pockets
all
fucked
up,
now
nigga
wassup?
I'm
rcih
now,
niggas
know
about
my
dividends
Look
at
the
Raw
Report,
check
out
what
I'm
livin
in
Fuck
a
spot
now,
I'm
'bout
to
buy
a
yacht
now
Crib
the
size
of
the
New
York
City
clock
now
Okay
okay
- try
me
and
get
shot
down
I'm
like
a
zebra,
I
got
so
many
stripes
I'm
the
fuckin
general,
I
RUN
MY
CLIQUE
RIGHT!
It
was
five
of
us,
ALL
of
us
millionaires
Now
one's
a
fuckin
junkie,
and
one's
a
fuckin
queer
Now
it's
three
of
us,
that's
the
way
we
started
They
call
me
crazy,
cold-blooded
and
BLACK-hearted
I
don't
play
no
games,
niggas
+Beg
for
Mercy+
Then
we
"T.O.S.",
put
that
ass
to
rest
These
niggas
ain't
strong
enough!
There
money
ain't
long
enough!!!
When
they
bump
heads
with
me,
they
find
out
the
guns
do
bust!!!
We
gettin
paper
In
God
We
Trust!!!
(THESE
SUCKER
ASS
NIGGAS!!!)
These
niggas
ain't
strong
enough!
There
money
ain't
long
enough!!!
When
they
bump
heads
with
me,
they
find
out
the
guns
do
bust!!!
We
gettin
paper
In
God
We
Trust!!!
(SUCK
ON
THIS
NIGGA!!!)
Альбом
Heartless Monster
1 Freestyle
2 So Wrong
3 Hustle
4 Get It In
5 Envy Me
6 Who Run It
7 In God We Trust
8 50 Cent Tapestars Intro
9 Killing the Competition
10 Fate
11 Fear
12 High
13 Have Mercy on Me
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