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50 Cent
50 Cent
Stimme und Gesang
Detroit Red
Detroit Red
Tasteninstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ben Raleigh
Ben Raleigh
Songwriter:in
Curtis James Jackson
Curtis James Jackson
Songwriter:in
David Mook
David Mook
Songwriter:in
Donald Cannon
Donald Cannon
Songwriter:in
Jay-Christy Powell
Jay-Christy Powell
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Detroit Red
Detroit Red
Produzent:in
Don Cannon
Don Cannon
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tony Yayo
Tony Yayo
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Steve Daniel Baughman
Steve Daniel Baughman
Mischtechniker:in
Seamus Tyson
Seamus Tyson
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
50 Cent
50 Cent
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
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Awww! It hurts Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah!) The D's tryna plan a murder on me In the precinct they sayin' I don' murdered homie I told my lawyer I ain't heard of homie And everybody know my niggas murder for me You see homo on your crib, it ain't a burglary, homie They finna to have me stuck in purgatory I'm down to do the stickin' when it come to the orgy Conventional methods of sex, totally bore me Wait, I'm gettin' sidetracked back to the story This cock suckin' - got it in for me - They wan' - me up - Find my burner and - me up But history repeats itself, they never learn The Unit's the new Bebo, who gon' - Huh, we'll find out when niggas let off the rounds And his - screamin' "- down" - Get in the way, I'll murder them I'll murder them A nigga already got three strikes, I'll murder them I said I'll murder them Any motherfucker touch me, I'll murder them I'll murder them You don't believe me, wait and see, I'll murder them You see, I told you I'd murder them They sayin' I'm an accident waitin' to happen I got one in the head, I'm just waitin' to clap it A pimp told me I was made for this mack shit So just get you a white girl, don't fuck with no black bitch I got two felonies from selling that crack shit And the third one, came from showing niggas my mac spit See, I'm down for that daytime action Have niggas crawlin' under cars when I start to cappin' So they don't know what to say to the - But they know word get back, something gon' happen I've been shot, I've been stabbed, but I ain't been snitched on You snitching where I'm from you gon' get your shit blown (Southside) I make the best of the worst We gotta share the same bitch, okay, I go first 'Cause your baby's momma is my baby's momma I come through to see my little nigga with the llama - Get in the way, I'll murder them I'll murder them A nigga already got three strikes, I'll murder them I said I'll murder them Any motherfucker touch me, I'll murder them I'll murder them You don't believe me, wait and see, I'll murder them You see, I told you I'd murder them
Writer(s): Curtis Jackson, Ben Raleigh, David Mook, Don Cannon, John Powell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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