Текст песни — Rotten Apple — 50 Cent
[50 Cent]
I'-m on parole, I used to be on probaaaaaation
I'-m with my gun I get full coporaaaaaation
I tell you «take it off» no hesitaaaaaation
***** you play around, I lay you down
That'-s how it'-s goin'- down
Don'-t play wit'- me, I don'-t have patieeeeeents
My headachin'-, and I need my medicaaaaaaation
****** be hatin'-, they don'-t know what they faaaaaacin'-
***** you play around, I lay you down
That'-s how it'-s goin'- down
I be in court throwin'- signs like I'-m a maaaaaason
***** witness against me, I'-ma eraaaaaase '-em
If they try an runaway, I'-ma chaaaaaaase '-em
Now with the pound, and I'-m a lay '-em down
That'-s how it'-s goin'- down
[Chorus]
Better watch how you talk
Better watch where you walk
On the streets of New York
That'-s how we get down
22'-s on the jeep
Somthin'- deep in the seat
When we creep wit the heat
That'-s how we get down
[50 Cent]
Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk
Stick up kids don'-t live long in New York
**** around and catch the wrong jukes on the street
Get caught slippin'-, then get hit wit'- like three
In every hood in the US, I'-m that**** they feelin'-
Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villan
I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin'- right
Teachin'- the hoodrats what Cristal taste like
I put 60 on wrist, 12 on my fist, 100 on my neck
We in the hood nigga schemin'-, what you expect?
My S on 22'-s leave ya hos confuuuuuused
On the track ready to choose, like «Daddy we want you»
My love live ain'-t change, the shorties still hug me
Bullet wound in my face, and bitches still love me
Now Nelly told you how them country boys talk
I came to teach you how we put it down in New York
That'-s how we get down
[Chorus]
Better watch how you talk
Better watch where you walk
On the streets of New York
That'-s how we get down
22'-s on the jeep
Somthin'- deep in the seat
When we creep wit the heat
That'-s how we get down
[50 Cent]
In the city, a young buck'-ll tell you how the mac spit
O.G. give '-em the word, you gonna get yo'- ass hit
I don'-t know why niggaz like to talk bad about me
I'-m the richest nigga they know without a G.E.D.
Man it could be the money, it could be the ice
It could be they'-d like to be me and can'-t live my life
You should here they be sayin'- man «50 be flippin'-»
«Shot my man over 7 grams, that nigga be trippin'-»
I know death is promised, I don'-t fear gettin'- murked
It'-s when a nigga half-way killa ya homie, it hurts
Now we can hit the club and get it crunked
Or you could start some shit, and I could hit you with
the pump, you can have it how you want
But I know you like my style (Uh-Huh)
Ya like how I break it down, wanna get rich?
I'-ll show you how, take this pack, pump these pieces
That'-s how we get down
[Chorus]
Better watch how you talk
Better watch where you walk
On the streets of New York
That'-s how we get down
22'-s on the jeep
Somthin'- deep in the seat
When we creep wit the heat
That'-s how we get downСлова песни — Rotten Apple — 50 Cent