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Tekst piosenki

Yeah man

You know these niggaz man

They don't understand man

Niggaz man

Niggaz rock wit shit wit clips that hold more than 50 man

You need to just call in 50 man

I'll slap you in yo face

Make yo eye purple as this rope


[Husalah]

Yeah Husalah

Husalah say a dope rhyme

Load yo clip wit 16 to this four times

Let these niggaz know you the dopest

Yeah I'm focused wit being focused ain't shit if you ain't a mobsta

I'm a mobsta

Block, shock, and shrug nigga


I love dealers that slap bitches in the mouth

Yeah it sound foul

Dip and dummy down “set-cla” stupid thou

Truce niggaz on my feet

I'm a wild child


-=Big T talking=-

Damn 500

You at it again huh there boy

I see you out there doing yo thug thizzle mayne

First it was just another high speed

Now you on your lil' own lil' hype

Now you got The Jacka and the Husalah on this mother fucker

Wit Lil' Tone, Young too, [?] on this mother fucker mayne

It's gotta go platinum

So turn me up cuz


[Big T]

Cuz I'm from the Mac Block

To the Olds Block

To the Half Block

Shit don't stop

Until I'm in the Maro

Comin' down yo block wit dumb knock

But it still won't stop

Cuz it's on the fuckin' crackin'

When I ride wit 500 you know it's ‘bout to be a jackin'


[The Jacka]

This ain't P. Diddy makin' a band

It's a G in the P city makin' a grand

Every hour, hardly shower

Cuz I'm tryin' to be flippin' flour

Fuck the Rob Report


I read the Mob Report

Yeah scrapin' up the block

Coke white transport

Never fight me

I'm a poor sport

Niggaz better like me

50 deep every nigga hyphy

You don't even like me

I don't give a shit

I'll just be wit yo bitch

You got her feelin' rich

You lose your grip every time you take a sniff nigga


[500]

Ugh, 500 Double-O

AH! AH! AH! AH!

Have you poppin' off your car door

Skatin' through the town

Big corners I be bendin'

It rides like a vet but it's a V-6 engine

Pay them hoes no attention

Chrome tip glistenin'

Stay out the way or you might die flinchin'

Three dot eight but it runs like a point

Blowin' trees out my lungs

Sweet Swisher's no joints

When I pull up them hoes look A-1 shocks

Two 12's in the back

Slidin' hard through the block

Don't touch me

These hoes wanna fuck me

Yeah it's a Jacob

I know it's not a rollie

Why she got to clownin'?

Tryin' to floss hard


Bitch don't you know I'm a mother fuckin' star

Put the money on the hood

And your Burberry coat

Niggaz start to run up

Niggaz gettin' chose

50 in my clip

Homie what about yours?

Well back yo ass up

Before you catch a heat soar


[Lil' Tone]

Stand on the block

Post all night

It's hot so nigga gon' post all night

Don't got time to waste

So I'm on a paper chase

Game I'm lacin' as I'm spitin' the flow

Getting' the doe, pimpin' the ho

You know how we do

Come through so sick in a tight whip

Maybe your under-bucket

We don't give a fuck

If you like it or not

Your bitch still gon' jock

Cuz she see a young thug risin' to the top

Fuckin' wit my cutty Husalah

And the nigga The Jack

500 we back

They can't fuck wit that [hell naw cuz, yeah]


-=500 talking=-

Now see, see

I'm trynna explain

I'm trynna tell you [I'm trynna tell you]

Ugh, you niggaz

I'm trynna explain what I'm, what I'm, what I'm, what I'm trynna say


Like BLAH!

But sometimes it just, it don't get across

Oh yeah, oh yeah, believe that, yeah, yeah, fo' sho

I like this one

Oh yeah, believe that


[500]

50 in my clip homie what about yours

Three shots that'll clear your door


-=500 talking=-

And you bitches wanna get involved too

You goin' along wit it

That's how we ride out here 

Tłumaczenie