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    50 Cent Doo Wop Freestyle

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    2:14
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    192 kbps
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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    Aiyo, I know these niggas dont like me

    But I dont like none of yall niggas, you know what Im sayin

    50 cent, 9-9, motherfuckin doo wop

    Volume 3, take it however the fuck you wan take it

    Faggot ass niggas (50 Cent show these niggas how to rock)



    Yo, they done shot that boy down like a dog in the street

    Left him smelly, man fuck that, roll em over take that fellas pellet

    You aint never heard a motherfucker spit like this

    Not even puff, and that nigga there made crazy hits

    Every few years a nigga come who crazy hot

    Im the next best thing since Biggie and Pac

    Now Im sayin this shit slow, so you dont miss it

    Dont be a statistic, my jewels from the district

    Stay with my biscuit, touch mines and get twisted

    Son Im off the meter, my mind locked on crime

    See Im tired of all these rappin niggas dyin to shine

    And Im tired of fiends askin for a dime for nine

    Hearing this next punch line from me, may sound strange

    You sit your 5-dollar ass down, before I make change

    Yo the sale went stale, caught em real bad

    Fresh out the jail, shit is really real

    Niggas is still in jail, and I pray they dont tell

    20-man inditement, my lawyer gotta fight this

    Niggas know, I aint never pressed for dough

    And niggas know, I dont serve nobody I dont know

    Son said he was from O.T., pay 11 an o.z.

    My man brought em to me, see he aint really know b

    That it was hot, dude was a cop

    He was just tryin to pop, to put the new beams on his drop

    First I served him o.z.s, then I served him whole keys

    Now we all co-des, damn man I O.D.

    You know how it is on the street, niggas is holdin the heat

    Po-Po walking to beat, we burnin ls up in the jeep

    Aint nothing sweet, we used to move so strategic

    Its over I cant believe it, damn its over

    Feds ceased the six, the Lex and the Range Rover

    Now a nigga rollin in a Toyota Corolla

    Used to never get high, now Im never sober

    380-6 shot glock top load-up

    Keep it in my waist son, Ill put one in your face

    I aint got nothing to lose, nigga so stay in your place

    Just jumped bail, I aint been on the run long

    But it feel like a motherfuckin marathon




    [ Doo Wop Freestyle Lyrics ]


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