). Pharisees think the world comes to them for salvation. . (Booyah). Chorus The radio is preaching the candy coated goo, the record companies and the TV too. No one
). Pharisees think the world comes to them for salvation. (Booyah). The radio is preaching the candy coated goo, the record companies and the TV too. No one
Traduction: Five Iron Frenzy. Quatre-cinquante et un.
got carts in the paint of that joker Chevy ride Ambassador of auto tune, eight-fifty king Eight hundred and fifty niggas on my eight fifty T I pissin'
get some stripper counselin' Cuz I'm the first one in the front row when they make a stripper announcement I think I'm fallin' in love with the one with
no reason, This is the beginning of kickin' in yo door season. I met a couple of niggas in jail, They all was screamin they was real, But Joseph was the only one
Ya call yourself a hustler Thirty-years-old and still try'na move a fifty pack Little Honda Civic with big speakers in the back Me I'm still a hustler
get me on the creep no They getting merked, in they fresh white T oooh H-Wood, be the set I claim Southside we connected mayn, world respected mayn Hitman, be the number one
grams in fifty-fifty-eight bags Four-hundred Benz eight-thousand in cash. Then the ball dropped, GUN POPPED! - Bank$ got blast! I make it so HOT! - One
get bizzy [Chorus - repeat 2X] [50 Cent] Yeah I gave Just a buck-fifty, ask him if I cut niggaz Shootouts in Bedford, ask them if I bucked niggaz In four
shots go off It's fifty, they say it's fifty See a nigga layed out wit his fuckin top blown off It's fifty, man that wasn't fifty Don't holla my name
can get killed here Nigga you ain't invincible, even Superman in a wheel chair I've always been a picky man, but I ain't a flowered star So I'mma fuck all fifty
[talking] Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south? One time [Chorus] Lord forgive me, for I've sinned Over and
[Talking] Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south? One time [Chorus] Lord forgive me, for I've sinned Over and
New York hate, it's all of the above I'm not playin, I said I'm off the chain You niggas better follow instructions, I said (get up!) [Verse 1] I bought two all fours
better than having No date, at no time with no one at all. Wait a minute maybe I spoke too soon Shirley get me out of here! Oh this one is cute.
In a brand new truck Where ya at wit' it? Let's go and get it If you a real d-boy Money over bitches [Intro over the hook] Yea, this one here for uptown
