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- 50 Cent Then Days Went By 歌詞
- 50 Cent
- Leave me aloneee
I ain f**kin with nobody
Keep f**kin with me you gon turn me back to Boo Boo
Have me casin out your crib tryna pop your f**kin noodles
She was twenty I was twelve man my Nana said she raped me
I jus smiled from ear to ear sayin take me baby take me
Since high school nigga I aint got no friends
Got two Three- Eightys like the Ying Yang Twinz Ahh
Thats spot clickin till the Ds run in
Then its bail money and lawyer fees you got to have ends
Freshman year I had that CBR Hurricane
In a ill Herringbone I got um swingin Heroine
I shoot a nigga in a heartbeat I aint no chump
Then you can run Forrest run retard when I dump
They take kindness for weakness niggaz dont respect that
So me Im where that Reuger that Pump and that Tech at
Some look at me Im on now I thought we was rich then
Shit man but you had like twenty bricks in Richmond
We was in Cocaine heaven I was fishscale dreamin
We jus got in the town we was strapped up schemin
First Country caught a body then country caught a body then
I popped a couple niggaz then country shot everybody
Its cold blooded its real shit you got to love it
Tre-Eight Snub it and dont think nuttin of it
Its the way of the wolves its how they train us to move
Get it poppin when we shoppin niggaz hold down the twos
I seen niggaz gettin rich
Thendays went by then days went by then days went by
I was tired of havin shit
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
I seen niggaz gettin hit
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
We was slingin that shit
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
Here I am
Yeah
I was since we was little niggaz son since we were seven
Armed robbery first degree my man did seven
Niggaz popped his whip up hit his can we were seven
He a lucky muhf**ker I bet he make it to heaven
My Grandpa drunk my uncle Rock drunk
My uncle Champ pump crack smoked my f**kin stash up
I had two-hundred and fifty grams stashed on the porch
I mean Im what you call smoke man Im what you call snort
First the VCR went then the tv went
He stole outta mommy purse she thought it was me kid
I ain ask her for no money son cause I was out hustlin
She was lookin at me sideways like Im a thief or somethin
That hurt me cmon son that wouldnt hurt you
I pistol whip that nigga till his face was purple
I need anger management see I hold on to a grudge
The same way I hold on to that nickel-plate Snub
The Lord dont have imperfections baby
So I think Im perfect the way he made me
Some say Im cool some say Im crazy
Some say I aint shit some say Im amazin
I seen niggaz gettin rich
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
I was tired of havin' shit
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
I seen niggaz gettin hit
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
We was slingin that shit
Then days went by then days went by then days went by
Here I am
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