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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
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Songteksten

[Verse 1]
It hurts
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
D's tryin' to pin a murder on me
In the precinct, they sayin' I done murdered homie
I told my lawyer, I ain't heard of homie
And everybody know my **** murder for me
[Verse 2]
You see homo in your crib, it ain't a burglary, homie
They finna have me stuck in purgatory
I'm down to do the stickin' when it come to the orgies
Conventional methods of sex totally bore me
Wait, I'm gettin' sidetracked, back to the story
These cocksuckin' **** got it in for me
They wanna **** me up
**** me, find my burner and **** me up
But history repeats itself, they never learn
The Unit's the new Bebo's who gon' ****
Huh, we'll find out when **** let off the rounds
And his **** screamin' **** down
[Verse 3]
**** get in the way, I'll murder them
I'll murder them
A **** 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
[Verse 4]
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 sellin' that crack shit
And the third one came from sellin' **** my mac spit
See, I'm down for that daytime action
Have **** crawlin' under cars when I start the cappin'
So they don't know what to say to the ****
But they know if word get back, somethin' gon' happen
I've been shot, I've been stabbed
But I ain't been snitched on
When snitchin' 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 mama is my baby's mama
I come through to see my little **** with the llama
[Verse 5]
**** get in the way, I'll murder them
I'll murder them
A **** 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
Written by: Ben Raleigh, Curtis James Jackson, David Mook, Donald E Cannon, J. Powell
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