rap de france

feat. 50 Cent
[Intro - Lloyd Banks]
New York City!
You are now rocking with the best
Lloyd Banks!
G Unit!

[Chorus - 50 Cent] (Lloyd Banks)
We on fire - up in here
It's burning hot, we on fire
Shorty take it off, if it get too hot
Up in this spot, we on fire
Tear the roof off this motherfucker
Light the roof on fire (Uh! Nigga what you say?!)
We gettin loose in this motherfucker
Light the roof on fire fire fire

[Verse - Lloyd Banks]
Naw I aint putting nothing out, I smoke when I wanna
26 inch chrome spokes on the Hummer
This heat gon last for the whole summer
Running your bitch faster then the Road Runner
Rocks on my wrist, Rols gold under
Glocks on my hip, those throw thunder
I'm buying diamonds by the pair
But when you stop, the only thing still spinning is your ear
Yeah, im riding with that all black snub
Raiders cap back, all black gloves
Im 80s man, but the boy smack thugs
These record sales equal more back rubs
Not to mention I ball packed clubs
His impacts about as raw as crack was
Now all these new artists getting wrong deals
Im only 21, sitting on bills

[Chorus]
We on fire - up in here
It's burning hot, we on fire
Shorty take it off, if it get too hot
Up in this spot, we on fire
Tear the roof off this motherfucker
Light the roof on fire (Uh! Nigga what you say?!)
We get loose in this motherfucker
Light the roof on fire fire fire

[Verse - Lloyd Banks]
If you know anything about me, then you know I'm a baller
If I don't hit the first night, I ain't gon call her
I'm trying to play, you trying to have my daughter
But I can't blame her for what her momma taught her
And I don't care what the next nigga bought her
Cause I aint putting no baguettes in her abuela
I got a diamond about as clear as water
And I got bread, but I ain't spending quarters
So cut the games ma, let's go in the back
Matter fact, turn your ass round, back a nigga down
And I aint bias when im riding through the town
Like em small, like em tall, like em black, like em brown
She gotta be able to cum when I need her
Tight ass pants, little wife beater
Regular chick or R&B diva
Bitch say something, I ain't a mind reader

[Chorus]
We on fire - up in here
It's burning hot, we on fire
Shorty take it off, if it get too hot
Up in this spot, we on fire
Tear the roof off this motherfucker
Light the roof on fire (Uh! Nigga what you say?!)
We get loose in this motherfucker
Light the roof on fire fire fire

[Verse - G Unit]
I`m a warrior, a man, i never run never snick, man dog I aint no bitch (a warrior) no changes cuz it`s rich om my family i laren dish ( a warrior)
no foul in the preshure he gatta shiel in the whole a preckseshure ( a worrior) I start face the all that he has to react and think about it ( G I`m a warrior)he got hte right motherfacker grandma or my daughter is no sucker pup for the brother and no hit for the anger to give up and rap for the danger. He get a perenoya and no file to changer woke up every morning it next to was stranger I wodn move smove what wonna how for the sticks He can`t insteand his name on some sticks. So what a pity you watching the Video its hangin to be friends it likes the more and pritty more so and thats a man warmer cuz is a numb balla, who is try to hit every NBA back shorna ( OOO ) nigga wait till i got the song i sing

50 Cent]
Ay nigga tell 'em where you from!
Southside, I'm a Southside nigga what
Nigga stunt, you know I tear a nigga up

[Chorus]
They say I'm grimy, I'm greasy
I make a one-eight-seven look easy
Fuck that~! I lay my murder game down
Push me nigga, see what I'm about

[50 Cent]
I was a snotty nose, nappy head, dirtball nigga
Sayin I can't wait 'til I get a little bigger
After niggaz jumped me, bumpin my head
Thinkin I wish I had a gun I fill a nigga with lead
Took a kitchen knife to {*censored*} fin' to poke me a nigga
Wishin I had a gun so I could smoke me a nigga
Sold my first five quarter gram pieces in the alley
Where Bizzy had the Bondeville and Kev had the Caddy
Now those were the days, when crime really paid
The nine milli sprayed, I got the fuck out the way
From shootout to shootout, the bricks went fast
Robberies went bad, niggaz got blast
Niggaz kidnapped Drew grandpa kid
Came through and shot Ms. Leak in the head
You wonder why I got a gun? So I can get down for mine
You need that, out on the grind all the time

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[50 Cent]
It was Kangols, Cazelli shades, Pumas and corn braids
Doo-rags on the waist, brass knuckles, switchblades
Ski mask to get paid, new shells to get sprayed
Hoodrats to get laid, money to get made
YEAHHH~! .. Yeah I had a dream
I was rich, woke up broke, gun in my hand
Sayin DAMN! .. Dope cost sixty a gram
I got to find me a nigga, line me a nigga
And say "Give it up kid, before I put one in your wig"
Picture me thirsty, ridin 'round foamin out the mouth
Sayin "I don't get on, I'ma lay a nigga out"
Now diamonds are beautiful and pearls are precious
I hit you and your bitch both over your necklace
I'm wreckless, I spray the semi drunk off Henny
Wipe your blood off the shines, run and sell 'em to Benny
Fuck with me, y'all niggaz know Boo Boo get bizzy

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

[50 Cent]
Yeah
I gave Just a buck-fifty, ask him if I cut niggaz
Shootouts in Bedford, ask them if I bucked niggaz
In four-fifth they call me Boo Boo, the accident baby
Hennessy and cocaine helped to grime me and make me
My eyes don't cry, I'm a fatherless child
Got my ass whooped in Spofford but never that now
When my name in your mouth, you better watch how you talk
I'll send yo' punk ass to therapy to learn how to walk
I bust a clip, I'll hit ya hip, I'm takin your shit
Thats how the eses play, for that SSK
Your probably heard through the grapevine, I'm good out in Watts
Bulletproof shit, cruisin through them Compton blocks
I'm the beast from the East, but I play on the West
In the drop by myself with my nine and my vest
And you niggaz best be on yo' best behaviors
I was bred for this shit, front on me I'ma blaze ya

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

Intro:

I make a move X2
I make it hot up in here, look around see what we got up in here.

Chorus: x2
Bring em in (kick em out)
Bring em in (kick em out)
Bring em in U aint fiftin we ant speakin (bitch)
Bring em in (kick em out)
Bring em in (kick em out)
Bring em in its dr dre and 50 cent trick

They said we couldnt do it, look now I did it
I topped in the club im still sippin the bub
The drama im wid it i get biz ya get it?
I b's on that shit I split ya w(id)ig
Thats why a nigga did it, I cant forget it
I said i didint do it, witnesses said i did it
Im fresh out on bail, my benz is all kitted
5 tv's my rims is so s(id)ick
I cruise thru your --- just fall in love wid it
Baby come in, girl I wanna give it to ya
Once im in, its on im a freak wid it
Money come qu(id)ick, hot shit I spit it
G unit k(id)icks, blue new york fitted
Shorty wanna cut, oh yeah im wid it
She come to my hotel room, she know she gonna get it
Its exercise, my homie he be waitin he aint next to ride

Chorus X2

Bridge: Who always talkin about........my reputation
I dont love em I dont need em I dont love em I dont need em I dont love em
I dont care what she do with him, its all god wit me
Suuuuu...yeah

They cant do it how i do it im numba one I knew it
I do I do my thing n gangstas bob to it
Its hit afta hit, dam im on a roll
Im like James Brown now, man I got soul
Naw I aint a pimp but hell yeah I got hoes
I was born to do this when I breathe I make a killin
Ya think im bullshittin? My money touchin the ceilin
Cam buyin condos im buying the whole buildings
No grown women R.kelly do it to children
U bettah get me boy ill hurt ya feelings
Its over and over Ima keep on winnin
My rolls royce tinted, ya phantom rented
Thats we neva eva eva see you in the hood wid it
Man everybody know, like everywhere I go
When 50 in club, just go outta control
You can blame it on em, or blame it on dre, ok

Chorus X2
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Something special,
Unforgetable,
50 Cent (cent),
Justin (tin),
Timbaland (land), god damn (damn)

She she, she want it, I want to give it to her
She know that, it's right here for her
I want to, see you break it down
I'm ballin', throw'n money around

Verse 1 (50 Cent & Justin Timberlake):

She work it girl, she work the pole
She break it down, she take it low
She fine as hell, she about the dough
She doing her thing out on the floor
Her money money, she makin' makin'
Look at the way she shakin' shakin'
Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it
Have you lustin' for her, go crazy face it
Now don't stop, get it, get it
The way she shakin' make you want to hit it
Think she double jointed from the way she splitted
Got you're head f**ked up from the way she did it
She's so much more than you're used to
She know's just how to move to seduce you
She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
Dance in you're lap till you're ready to pop

She always ready, when you want it she want it
Like a nympho, the info, I show you where to meet her
On the late night, till daylight the club jumpin'
If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want

Chorus (Justin Timberlake):

Baby this a new age, you like my new craze
Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby
Why don't you come over here, you got me saying

Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me

Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
[Ayo Technology lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her

Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you

Verse 2 (50 Cent & Justin Timberlake):

Got a thing for that thing she got
The way she make it shake, the way she make it pop
Make it rain for us so she don't stop
I ain't got to move, I can sit and watch
In her fantasy, there's plain to see
Just how it be, on me, backstrokin', sweat soaking
All into my set sheets
When she ready to ride, I'm ready to roll
I'll be in this bitch till the club close
What should I do, one thing on all fours
Now that that shit should be against the law
From side to side, let the ride, break it down (down down)
You know I like, when you hike and you throw it all around
Different style, different move, damn I like the way you move
Girl you got me thinking about, all the things I do to you
Let's get it poppin' shorty we can switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen

Chorus (Justin Timberlake):

Baby this a new age, you like my new craze
Let's get together maybe we can start a new phase
The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you justice baby
Why don't you come over here, you got me saying

Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, why don't you sit down on top of me
Aayooh
I'm tired of using technology, I need you right in front of me

Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh (soo), I got to give it to her

Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs, you got me hypnotized, let me tell you

Jaime bien ste chanson
lachez vos coms !!

Chorus:
Shorty you ain't gotta take ya panties off just move it to the side
If you wanna ride on a roller coaster baby come on and ride
It goes up and down and round and round
Stand up or get on the floor
It's only night I know what you like
And I just had a break you off

Good evening Ladies I tell you from the start
I'm hoping you enjoy my amusement park
There's lots of activities fun things to do
And now I find my pleasure in pleasing you
Some rides go fast some rides go slow
If your heights went up high yeah I go low
It tastes so sweet let's dig in cotton candy
You can carry the weight we can start in a family
It's a perfect time for a magic trick
Girl you know there's no fun without the magic stick
Now watch me as I pull a rabbit out a hat
Then you can use the rabbit all over your cat
Applause now it's the first half of my act
Started as a pimp now I'm more like a mat
I don't need your paper just don't fuck with my stats
(Oh it's like that?) Yeah it's like that

Chorus:
Shorty you ain't gotta take ya panties off just move it to the side
If you wanna ride on a roller coaster baby come on and ride
It goes up and down and round and round
Stand up or get on the floor
It's only night I know what you like
And I just had a break you off

Now you can ride the horse around the carousel
Explosions Trojans all in the hotel
Put me to the test girl I don't fail
Now work it out
Without a doubt
Theres plenty water rising I'm sure it'll get you wet in the pot
Have your luster's seduction considered or not
Throw a hoop around the bottle, I'll be your teddy bear
Whatever color you like you know I don't care
I really want to thank you for attending this affair
Now go and come with your friends to come have fun here
I smile when I speak put up your hands sincere
And your pass is valid all summer my dear
So watch everything that you can always return
There's so many tricks to the trade you should learn
Suck that, lick that, swallow that lollipop
Forget that, brick that, ride it non-stop

Chorus:
Shorty you ain't gotta take ya panties off just move it to the side
If you wanna ride on a roller coaster baby come on and ride
It goes up and down and round and round
Stand up or get on the floor
It's only night I know what you like
And I just had a break you off