50 cent>>Massacre Lyrics

mallutwin2 · Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 4:32 am Post subject:

17. Position of Power

Intro]
Hahaha
I told niggas not to shoot dice with me
Look at this stack
I got money
I got money
Hahaha

[50 Cent]
Aww nigga don't trip
I'll kill ya if you f* with my grip
I won't hesitate to let off a clip
Aww nigga don't trip
You gon' make me get on some shit
Run up on you quick
What up, you're whipped
Aww nigga don't trip
You gon' get ya monkey ass hit
Run in ya whip tryna f* with my clique
Aww nigga don't trip
Case you didn't know who this is
Its 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit
Aww nigga don't trip

[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam
Murcielago, top down, nigga damn
I'm the biggest crook from New York since son of Sam
Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my hand
Thinkin' the east ain't enough, its time to expand
I plan to head out west and plant my feet down
A nigga big as King Kong in the street now
I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib
Its palm trees and pretty bitches out in Cali kid
I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks
Have some supermodel bitches come and suck on my dick
My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick
But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy and shit
niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil charm
Thirty karrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don
Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb

[Chorus- 50 Cent]
nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder
My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
You f* around if you wanna

[Verse 2- 50 Cent]
Where I'm from, you learn to blend in, or get touched
I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch
niggas know my stage, they don't f* with me son
You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed you my gun
This is that ferrari F-50 shit, its real layed back
Type shit you recline to in the Maybach
I got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz
You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one cuz
I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour, chrome and some wood grain
You know a nigga still really tryna move cane
Make a lil extra money on the side mayn
I ain't playin', I'm up early with the birds word
Puttin' that work in, parrelli's on the Porsche chirpin'
I got a hundred mill from music, a hundred grand from crack
Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack

[Chorus- 50 Cent]
nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder
My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power
You f* around if you wanna
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18. Build You Up

[Jamie Foxxx]
La la la la la la
Ooh I'd lie for you baby
Ooh I'd die for you baby

[50 Cent overlapping]
I build you up
But if ever I fall down
And I need you to pick me up
Promise me you'll be around
Hold me down
I'll build you up

[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
Listen if you let me, I'll be the reason you shine
Its a secret I want the world to know that you're mine
But on some real shit, communications could be better
So I'm writin' a song, instead of a love letter
They can play it on the radio, a hundred times a day
I figure when you hear it, you would stop and think of me
I wanna get to know ya and be the reason you smile
Girl, you know where I'm from, you know how I get down
When times are tough, tell me that I'm special
Not rap, I mean me, that I'm special
You know they say diamonds are a girl's best friend
Precious stones, could you put me before them
If so, I'll see to it that they always around
Nothin' but the best now, how does that sound
If I talk with you, when we talk you can keep it
Girl, you on my mind all the time, its a secret

[Chorus x2- Jamie Foxxx]
Baby I'll build you up
Girl if I, never show I have you by my side
I build you up
Girl I need to know for sure you're mine
I need to know for sure

[Verse 2- 50 Cent]
I think about you thinkin' that you feel the same way
Was it just my imagionation again runnin' away
If you ready to ride girl come on let's roll
G-55 fly ma let's go
Its hard to measure the pleasure of havin' you in my present
Your smile makes me smile, I'll show you my style
We can shop a lil bit, I pick out my shit
One pair at a time, till your shoe games sick
Now who knows what the future holds, we'll be together probably
For better or worst, like Whitney and Bobby
If you wanna play house, we can play house then
But wait why pretend if you can move in
Before I be your buddy in bed, let me be your best friend
Girl, its more than lust, I want your trust
You keep it real with me, I'll keep it real with you
Cause I know with you by my side, there's nothin' I can't do

[Chorus x2- Jamie Foxxx]
Baby I'll build you up
Girl if I, never show I have you by my side
I build you up
Girl I need to know for sure you're mine
I need to know for sure

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19. GOd Gave Me Style

[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
It ain't my fault

[Bridge]
I just reach for style, I'm hot I breaks it down
It ain't my fault, you can't break it down the way I break it down

[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
Listen you can call me what you want, black and ugly
But you can't convince me the Lord don't love me
When my cds drop, they sell the best
You call it luck, why can't it just be I'm blessed
I'm a trackstar, runnin' through life, chasin' my dream
Best deal I made was tradin' the mic for that triple beam.
I zone off thinkin' is there really heaven or hell
So what happens to a changed man who dies in a cell
I need no answers to these questions, cuz time will tell
Got a date with destiny, she's more than a girl
Don't much good come from me, but my music
Is a gift given from God so I'ma use it (Yeaaah!)

[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
It ain't my fault

[Bridge]
I just reach for style, I'm hot I breaks it down
It ain't my fault, you can't break it down the way I break it down

[Verse 2- 50 Cent]
Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
I'm drink off in the crowd, by myself
Thinkin' bout nothin' more than life, what else
These days its hard to tell who really cares for me
So you when hear this song, you should say a prayer for me
I put a message in my music, hope it brightens your day
If times are hard, when you hear it, know you'll be okay
A O.G. told me God's favorites have a hard time
You out the hood, that's good now stay on the grind
I'm a spunge, knowledge and wisdom, I absorb fast
I'm in a class by myself, you do the math

[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one
Sometimes I feel like I'm the one

mallutwin2 · Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2005 4:35 am Post subject:

20. So Amazing

[Chorus- Olivia]
Summer, winter, spring, and fall
I'll be around to catch ya calls
Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
And I adore you
You always brighten up my day
I never ever let you wait
Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
And you're amazing (so amazing)

[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
I'm from city to city to shop the show
See me I been gridin' across the globe
I hustle hard to get the grib fa sho'
So when I make time to call you, you should pick up the phone
Tell me, whats on your mind when you're alone
Have ya touchin' on yourself, girl all in the zone
Now if I turned you on
What things I say would I be wrong
Then I wouldn't wanna be right
Matter fact I'd be on the next flight
Tryna get it on with you tonight
Do the things you like
Touch the right spot, have ya piped and hot
While the wind blow through your hair in the drop
Just lay back, relax to the sounds of the sex
And let me to what I do until you climax
You can go straight to sleep after its all over
In the mornin' roll over and we can start over

[Chorus- Olivia]
Summer, winter, spring, and fall
I'll be around to catch ya calls
Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
And I adore you
You always brighten up my day
I never ever let you wait
Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
And you're amazing (so amazing)

[Verse 2- 50 Cent]
Yeah I called just to say hope you havin' a nice day
You're special, I get into you, oops I mean I'm into you
Every chance I get, I find time to spend with you
Jet to bring you to me, just to watch a movie
Better yet to watch you climb into the jacuzzi
Bubbles in the bath, don in the glass
Funny how time flies when you full of laughs
Its fun but before long, a nigga gotta dash
For the lifestyle I live, a nigga need cash
To come quick, so I don't f* with the stash
I know you like pumps and boots
I like jeeps and coupes, so I grind all the time, just gimme some loot
I put a spell on you, I like to call it a spell
In the bedroom, workin' it well, I don't kiss and tell
But I don't care if you kiss and tell
You can tell your girlfriend the details

[Chorus x2- Olivia]
Summer, winter, spring, and fall
I'll be around to catch ya calls
Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
And I adore you
You always brighten up my day
I never ever let you wait
Cause you're my baby (you're my baby)
And you're amazing (so amazing)

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21. I Dont Need Em

[Intro]
Yeah
It is what it is man
Uh huh

[Verse 1]
Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the crime scene taped off
It started off a robbery, they blew half his face off
They seen him shinin', course full of diamonds he bought
Grindin', his foot slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin'
The D's came through, asked the niggas if they knew what happened
Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin'
Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me
They put me in a line up last time and they arrested me
When it come to cookin' coke, they know I got the recipe
I turn a quarter to a half, thats why they mess with me
I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks
A little weed, a little X, a little H, a little crack
Figure, I push it to the limit, take this shit to the max
Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat
Calm, in my palm, fully loaded fire arm
First to let off, last to run, everytime its on

[Chorus]
I tell niggas to suck my dick
Get the f* out my face
Cause I don't need 'em
Cause they're never around
When I'm down
Shot and I'm bleedin'

[50 Cent]
What, niggas yeah
Is there a mothafuckin' problem nigga
Oh yeah
That's what I thought so, pussy

[Verse 2]
niggas be talkin' about me, they always callin' me crazy
f* them O.G. niggas, they stuck in the eighties
Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', now you know thats a lie
nigga you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly
I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my mind
Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime
When I say move, nigga move or get caught in the cross fire
Up a fence runnin, cut my f*' hand on a barb wire
Shits crazy, just a different day, its the same shit
Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole f*' brain split
They sit, they see me in the Ashton Martin
What's the matter, they can't get that Hoopty started
Thought they was grindin', well goddamn where that money at
Thought you was f*, cause you was lettin' paper stack
You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, you's a busta
I don't trust ya, I shoulda sent niggas to touch ya

[Chorus]
I tell niggas to suck my dick
Get the f* out my face
Cause I don't need 'em
Cause they're never around
When I'm down
Shot and I'm bleedin'

[Outro]
What?
Who said they gonna do somethin' to me
You must be out your rabbid ass mind
f* around and kill one of these niggas
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22. Hate It or Love It ((G- Unit Remix))

[Intro]
Yeah, let's take 'em back
Uh huh

[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
Comin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a girl
Confusin' occurs, comin' up in the cold world
Daddy ain't around, prolly out committin' felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
For a fo' finger ring, one of them gold ropes
Nanna told me if I pass I'll get a sheep skin coat
If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'll be dope
Tossed and turn in my sleep at night
Woke up the next mornin' niggas done stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

[Chorus x2 - 50 Cent (Then Game)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me

[Verse 2 - The Game]
I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya
First mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya
Gritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show, I threw away my NWA gold
And had the whole crowd yellin' free Yayo
So niggas better get up outta mine
Before I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine
And I'm rap's MVP
Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C.
This nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us, cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it seems your little rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out
Who gave the West Coast mouth to mouth

[Chorus x2 - 50 Cent (Then Lloyd Banks)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me

[Bridge - 50 Cent]
From the beginnin' to end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real, we ain't got to pretend
The cold world that we in
Is full of pressure and pain
I thought it would change
But its stayin' the same

[Verse 3 - Lloyd Banks]
How many of them boys is with ya
When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the club
Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud
My role model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough they want me to choke
My boy just got poked in the throat, now its a R.I.P. Shirt in my coat
Now I'm speedin' reminiscin', holdin' my weed in never listen
If I see him and lift him and maybe that'll even the score
And if not, then that'll be me on the floor

[Chorus x2 - 50 Cent (Then Tony Yayo)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me

[Verse 4 - Tony Yayo]
I started out at fifteen, scared as hell
I took thirty off a pack and I made them sell
As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot
With that little duece duece and my triple fat goose
Sippin' easy Jesus rockin' the laces
Mama with me and when she found my pieces
I look back on life and think God I'm blessed
We the best on the planet so forget the rest

[Verse 5 - Young Buck]
You know I'm still nice with my cooked game
Look mayn, its a hood thang thats why I'm loved in Brooklayn
I handle mine just like a real nigga should
If I do some time, homie I'm still all good
Let me show what a thug that born to die
I took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my four five
And I ain't even got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who ain't seen a royalty check bitch

[Chorus x2 - 50 Cent (Then Young Buck)]
Hate it or love, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me