Представляем точный текст композиции "You Already Know" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 50 Cent . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «You Already Know» — 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 - "You Already Know"
Lyrics to You Already Know : (feat. Lloyd Banks & Young Buck) [Lloyd Banks] Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. [Lloyd Banks Chorus] You already know, my mind is on my dough A millionnaire, dont spend a dolla on a hoe And im still in here, tryna get a model out the door How am I bother with the bottle of that dro Slidin on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I dont even know And if I wasnt Banks, shorty prolly wouldnt roll From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door If you aint with the program, now you got to go (go) [Lloyd Banks Verse] I move like theres popo behind me Cocoa inside me, so cold and grimey 44 beside me, hoes know where to find me Where ever theres money, yeah im the shit honey (whoo) Hood nigga with that rubberband brick money If I go broke, Ill make you and your man strip dummy Yeah nigga, you dont want it with them, there bigger cross us Your on something, weed, their liquor, scared nigga, here trigger Teflon, chest con, Gz Up, freeze up and youll end up in your lawn Its the protege of Fitty (uh huh), inspired by Biggie (uh huh) Burns more then Ziggie (uh huh), the lil niggaz dig me (whooo) Ive been stressed out lately, so im smokin more than ever Then smacked in the hood, good pumpin out my lever Im a goodfella in a G-unit hood sweater If your bitch give me a sign, ima get her [Lloyd Banks Chorus] You already know, my mind is on my dough A millionnaire, dont spend a dolla on a hoe And im still in here, tryna get a model out the door How am I bother with the bottle of that dro Slidin on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I dont even know And if I wasnt Banks, shorty prolly wouldnt roll From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door If you aint with the program, now you got to go (go) [50 Cent:] Theres always folks, moving around with the toasters Push the rock through the smokers, warnin do not approach us We in the club with the pokers, steppin in Gucci loafers Stuntin in testerosous, down in front with the vultures My clique be the coldest, baddest bitches they know us After the show they blow us and do all types of shit for us Now I can speak for me, cuz me everywhere I be Niggaz know im a G, got it locked, got the keys We movin bundles of D, sippin on Hennessey Buck rollin the trees, Banks countin the cheese We get the paper then breeze, nigga we overseas You stuck in the hood, ahh that aint good Different town, different tour, different telly, different whore Triple x, wet sex, whos next, latex Condom, condo, im tight, my money long though You lookin for a drink bitch, i aint what you lookin for [Lloyd Banks Chorus] You already know, my mind is on my dough A millionnaire, dont spend a dolla on a hoe And im still in here, tryna get a model out the door How am I bother with the bottle of that dro Slidin on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I dont even know And if I wasnt Banks, shorty prolly wouldnt roll From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door If you aint with the program, now you got to go (go) [Young Buck:] Im out on bond, but the 40 still on me Bouncin round like Lil Jon, thinkin bout my dead homies Watch i hit me a lick, and go get me a brick I keep on losin shootin dice, and im sick of this shit Clienteles still poppin, so the druggies keep comin And my neighbours is watchin, but we still gettin money, on this block Till the sun drop, i dont have a home I will not stop sellin rocks, thug till im gone Got a couple old schools and some iced out jewels Some G-Unit shoes, body bullet tattoo About to stomp me a bitch, put the pump to his lip Tell him talk that shit nowww, yall wanna trip I keep it dirty on the Eastcoast, dirty on the West Jus a dirty lil nigga with a glock and a vest Banks tell me you dont like him and you know what ima do nigga [Lloyd Banks Chorus] You already know, my mind is on my dough A millionnaire, dont spend a dolla on a hoe And im still in here, tryna get a model out the door How am I bother with the bottle of that dro Slidin on a roll, groupie in my vehicle that I dont even know And if I wasnt Banks, shorty prolly wouldnt roll From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door If you aint with the program, now you got to go (go) [ You Already Know Lyrics ]
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