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Published : April 02, 2008 |
Author : 50_Cents
Song Lyrics By : 50 Cents Lyrics | Total Views
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50 CENT LYRICS
"The Good Die
Young"
[Fifty talkin' to himself]
Yo, you know what I want?
I want the beat to drop right..now
niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right?
you
are crazy..
I ain't crazy...
you are crazy....
at least I don't think
I'm crazy
I think my shit is hot, I think I'm hot
you hot but you
crazy..
why they wanna?..man..I don't know...
[Verse
1:]
It's the money that - makes shit get ugly
It's the money that -
makes these hoes love me
It's the money that - makes niggas wanna slug
me
man..I thought the money would make it all lovely
Yo, I actually write
what I do or see
the felonies from day to day make me say what I say
when
I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's, don't cry for me,
smile for
me
and if you see them niggas that wet me, wile' for me
remember the good
times, the chips we stacked
the clips we packed
and all the bricks we
cooked from coke to crack
let my tombstone read "I Tried" and from the start
everything I wrote
was from my heart
so it'll always be number one on my
chart
I get sensitive with my shit, don't fuck with my art
sometimes it
sounds like I'm playin' but I'm sayin'
this shit is real, it ain't a
game.
[Chorus]
They say the good die young, I guess these grimy
niggas live a
long time, sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine, keep
your eyes
on yours while I keep my eyes on mine.
[Repeat]
[Verse 2:]
First it happened to Stretch then to
Pac and Big
I'm convinced it can happen to anybody kid
so I get vest up
when I get dressed up
in the hood it's messed up, niggas runnin' 'round
shootin' shit up
if it's Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup
if your
gossiping about me, shut the fuck up
why do niggas act like they hard when
they know they butt?
and gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya
luck
duke listen, if you move I'm gonna hurt you
you'll get your turn to
shine later, patience is a virtue
right now what you need to do is gimme the
cash
forget about your Boss bein' mad, just save ya ass
be a good Boy now,
go and get your stash
I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was
trash
alright run along before I shoot ya ass
I hate to do this to you but
I really need this cash.
[Chorus 2X]
[Verse 3:]
I
know we all gotta go, but I'd hate to go fast
then again I don't think it'd
be fun to stick around and go last
man listen, if you really really like this
shit
nigga call Steve Stoute and I'll write ya shit
call him now before I
drop for real 'cause after I drop
I'm gonna be chargin' you all niggas like
Forty a pop
to each his own, me? I got it while it was cheap
typical
mentality, I know, I'm straight from the street
1999's the year of the
predator, I'm killin' to eat
niggas'll treat you like a egg, you come to cop
you get beat
gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? what a
treat
you're a generous guy
take 'em off or die
man, we hurtin' 'round
here, ain't nobody slingin' pies
look around, ain't nobody 'round here
fly
why you 'round here with this shit anyway? huh? you high?
see, you
done made the wrong move, kiss your ass goodbye.
[Chorus 2x]
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