Представляем точный текст композиции "Thats Whats Up" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 50 Cent . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Thats Whats Up» — 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 - "Thats Whats Up"
Lyrics to Thats Whats Up : (Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga thats whats up (repeat 6x) (50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga thats whats up (Lloyd Banks) Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray See every now and then I smile just not today In my hood they let the choppers spray Somebody probably got shot today I named em pop when niggas surfboard You aint stoppin me dawg Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords You will, die by the gun if you aint droppin ya sword I got tattoos as well as lead marks To me fucking is kinda like racin and I always get a head start My opinion of a sweet dream is a dead NARC Just yesterday guns is blastin with red darts Beef, you a target Cause when we come at yo ass, Aladdin wont be the only one the carpet Man you wanna play wit a ringer' I aint a peoples person Ill give my next door neighbor the finger (fuck you) Even though I got the shit in the stores Im like a nigga that borrow clothes Bitch, Im tryin to get in ya draws Man Ill dump a whole clip in ya mans braids Pussys love Nelly, he made it look cool to wear bandaids Im blowin on damn haze All of a sudden Im gased, cause Im on the radio and I cant wait If you aint up on thangs Lloyd Banks is the name, G-Units the game Now I know to keep low when the heat blow Ill have niggas post up on ya block like Im shootin the free throw Still get the green from P-dro, better known as Pedro Im ghetto like a patty ya egg-roll Yea they feinin to stick me, they dont know the meanings is wit me Snuck in wit Christina and Brittney You only spend time at the mall On New Years eve a body drops around the same time as the ball (yea) (Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga thats whats up (repeat 6x) Thats whats up (50 Cent) Keep thinkin Im candy Aint nuttin sweet about me Nigaas talkin in the pens and in the street about me Some jake, tryin to watch every move I make Cause my Deezll make fiends do the up-town shake Im a pro, far from a amateur, holdin more keys than your fuckin janitor They say "God bless the child that could hold his own" You pay cops to hold you down, I just hold the chrome Every breath I take, every step I take, every move I make I got a ruger on my hip You aint gotta like or love me but you gone respect me You need a fifth and 2 clips to try and check me 12 in the afternoon we can start the clappin Look homie Im down for that day-time action Keep thinkin its a game time in front of ya home Get the drop on that ass and shot shadder ya bones (yea) (Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga thats whats up (repeat 6x) (Tony Yayo) Listen boy, Tony be the real McCoy When hoes see the new toy, they jump for joy And even though the kid rappin I still got fiens in the hood puffin on that Magic Dragon My guns under my pillow, I sleep wit my shoes on Every single night me and my mack get our groove on Dont get moved on Cause I shoot through your bicepts your tricepts Then breeze through ya projects When the coke come back Its the China White And the d dont sweat us in a bag a rice Lets ride O T And burn the tape I got this bad mommy, her mouths a sperm bank Since Yayo be a fearless man I donate my heart to them niggas that ran And, those niggas in the hood dont wanna see me famous They rather see my moms make funeral arangements I got enough rhymes, to fill 6 notebooks I been spittin that shit ever since coke crushed You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the same time I never ever say the same rhyme, its Tony 2 times Beware of my wraith, Im gone school you niggas Prepare for class Yo I peep where your puns at, peep where you pumped that Money you tryin to stack I spent it on blunt wraps (Banks) Word to my mother nigga 50 fuckin Cent nigga G-Unit nigga We about to gorrilla this industry man Yall niggas better know Yall niggas better fear us nigga Word to my mother nigga Fuck yall niggas wanna do 1 2 4 nigga G-Unit 50 Cent Tony Yayo Lloyd Banks nigga Bllllatttt [ Thats Whats Up Lyrics ]
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