Представляем точный текст композиции "Banks Workout" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 50 Cent . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Banks Workout» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 50 Cent передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
50 Cent - "Banks Workout"
Lyrics to Banks Workout : [50 Cent] I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS But there only one problem niggaz aint as bad as BANKS Nigga yous front you gon get shot down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit Nigga aint nuttin change You move Ill blow your brains [Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent IN CAPS) These niggaz dont really want war (nah) They just walk around frontin Cause I walk around stuntin Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for (yea) If you really want somethin we can show up at your front door I know my history, my family tree done said "master" (uh-huh) Fuck livin positive, cause negativity spreads faster A celebrity has ta, bulletproof his car Cause big hits come flyin through ya door like Casper (WOO) Im smokin out the jar (jar) scopin out the bar Distracted see shorty breast pokin out the bra (uh-huh) Not the type to go spark metal in Start thinkin you gangsta cause you hit a park yellow van (yea) Act hard but ya heart made a marshmellows man Talk tough, til you get cuffed and start tellin damn Everyday I got a new bitch and when Im done wit her Itll look like she dived head first in the pool wit it (GOD DAMN) You only gon wind up dead tryin to prove shit I put chalk around ya head like a pool stick (yea) I gotta have bucks on the waist Im hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face( WAA) Catch Banks in a truck full of bass (uh-huh) Remember Im a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space You could either get bucked or get ya ass jumped The only tigger you touch is on a gas pump I got my own personal slave she really got a curfew Cook and clean for the kid like silly in color purple (UH-HUH UH-HUH) I know you wanna pop me but (but) If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the size of a hockey puck (AHH) Fuck, I really hold the rubber I send +Sparks+ at you and I dont mean Emilio or Bubba Im aimin for a video cover, huge tall bustas A pound and a philly hold the smuggler G=Units whats up right now The Gucci cloth is on a newport sign upsidedown You gotta come a little harder, nigga You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a Starter(HA HA HA) You still gotta beg a hoe (hoe) And you mad cause you blowin on oregano You niggazll never blow Anyone to step in my ring is brave I dont know a thing about hair stylin but I can make a finger weave (ERR) Short stay leave her butt in the telly Lace up the beef and brocclis peanut butter and jelly Im about to get this deal (uh-huh) shorty know Thats why she foamin out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill I aint loud around a snitch (nah) I dont crowd around a btich (nah) The jumpsuit match wit the Carolina kicks I been sick since niggaz was on Harlod Miner dick I could call up a chick and put a child around her lips (WOO) niggaz cant stand the fact that Im real I kidnap the Queen from the castle and put her back on the pill Gimme Barbie at her best (UH-HUH) Bacardi at the chest(UH-HUH) Im similar to the young Marcus Darvy at the desk Useta have ta push up, now I hardly got ta press Got two guns, and both lead to cardiac arrest My success got suckers salty (salty) Blowin steam like a cup of coffee Click POW get these fuckas off me [50 Cent] I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS But there only one problem niggaz aint as bad as BANKS Nigga yous front you gon get shot down We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit Nigga aint nuttin change You move Ill blow your brains Yea Lloyd Banks nigga Whats up nigga' Its 50 nigga You fuckin wit him right' I know you fuckin wit him cause I said you fuckin wit him Thats my baby right there thats my boy right there my young nigga Whats up nigga' What the fuck I hear niggaz hollerin that "keep it real" and all that nigga Nigga if you talkin all that gangsta shit Nigga we get it poppin nigga Whats up nigga' Anytime nigga I dont give a fuck if its 4 in the afternoon nigga Any where you see me nigga Lets go [ Banks Workout Lyrics ]
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