[Intro] [Intro] (introdução) Hahaha Hahaha Hahaha I told niggas not to shoot dice with me I told niggas not to shoot dice with me Eu disse pra vocês não jogarem dados comigo Look at this stack Look at this stack Saca só isso I got money I got money Eu tenho dinheiro I got money I got money Eu tenho dinheiro Hahaha Hahaha Hahaha [50 Cent] [50 Cent] (verso 1) Aww nigga don't trip Aww nigga don't trip Ah negro não viaja I'll kill ya if you fuck with my grip I'll kill ya if you fuck with my grip Eu te mato se você se meter comigo I won't hesitate to let off a clip I won't hesitate to let off a clip Eu não vou hesitar em gastar umas balas Aww nigga don't trip Aww nigga don't trip Ah negro não viaja You gon' make me get on some shit You gon' make me get on some shit Você vai fazer eu sujar minhas mãos Run up on you quick Run up on you quick Partir pra cima de você rapido What up, you're whipped What up, you're whipped Qual é, você tá ferrado Aww nigga don't trip Aww nigga don't trip Ah negro não viaja You gon' get ya monkey ass hit You gon' get ya monkey ass hit Você vai ter ficar com o rabo furado Run in ya whip tryna fuck with my clique Run in ya whip tryna fuck with my clique Falando de mais tentando ferrar com a minha galera Aww nigga don't trip Aww nigga don't trip Ah negro não viaja Case you didn't know who this is Case you didn't know who this is Caso você não saiba quem eu sou Its 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit Its 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit É o 50 cent, viado, g-unit Aww nigga don't trip Aww nigga don't trip Ah negro não viaja [Verse 1- 50 Cent] [Verse 1- 50 Cent] Eu venho pela sua favela, tirando onda na minha I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam I come through your hood, stuntin' in my yellow lam Lamborghini murcielago amarela, de cima pra baixo Murcielago, top down, nigga damn Murcielago, top down, nigga damn Neguinho, merda I'm the biggest crook from New York since son of Sam I'm the biggest crook from New York since son of Sam Eu sou o maior bandido de nova york Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my hand Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my hand E filho de sam Thinkin' the east ain't enough, its time to expand Thinkin' the east ain't enough, its time to expand Rodando as ruas, triplicando dólares, merda, I plan to head out west and plant my feet down I plan to head out west and plant my feet down Uma arma da ruger na minha mão A nigga big as King Kong in the street now A nigga big as King Kong in the street now Acho que o leste não é o bastante, é hora de me expandir I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib I do a lil house shoppin', and buy me a crib Estou planejando partir para o oeste e lá plantar meu talento Its palm trees and pretty bitches out in Cali kid Its palm trees and pretty bitches out in Cali kid Um negro grande que nem king kong nas ruas agora I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks Eu faço um pouco de compra de casas, e me arranjo um cafofo Have some supermodel bitches come and suck on my dick Have some supermodel bitches come and suck on my dick Tem palmeiras e mulheres bonitas pela california, garoto My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick Eu toquei no dinheiro de hollywood, vai e me arranje alguns filmes But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy and shit But baby'll suck the chrome off the Chevy and shit Tem umas supermodelos safadas vindo chupar um pouquinho niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil charm niggas be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil charm Minha mãe se revira no tumulo dela se eu me caso com uma mina branca Thirty karrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don Thirty karrots on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don Baby vai acabar com o cromado do meu chevrolete e tal Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb Alguns negros ficam vistindo falsas marcas [Chorus- 50 Cent] [Chorus- 50 Cent] E eu abalando com um pouco de charme nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder 30 cenouras na rosadinha dela, beija o anel no dedo do papai I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder O crack fez surgir a maconha da california, deixe erva no vaso My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour (refrão) They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power Negro, voce é batalhador. mas eu sou mais ainda You fuck around if you wanna You fuck around if you wanna Eu tenho o que você precisa, aquela plantação, aquele coração, [Verse 2- 50 Cent] [Verse 2- 50 Cent] Aquele pó Where I'm from, you learn to blend in, or get touched Where I'm from, you learn to blend in, or get touched Meus negros movimentam muitas drogas, toda hora, na hora I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch Eles atiram quando eu digo atirem, logo eu estou no comando niggas know my stage, they don't fuck with me son niggas know my stage, they don't fuck with me son Fique de bobeira se você quiser You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed you my gun You got an appetite for hollow-tips, I'll feed you my gun (verso 2) This is that ferrari F-50 shit, its real layed back This is that ferrari F-50 shit, its real layed back De onde eu venho, você aprende tem que se misturar ou será tocado Type shit you recline to in the Maybach Type shit you recline to in the Maybach Eu não preciso de ninguem pra me sustentar I got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz I got two suiters now, on the run from the fuzz Eu não ando com uma muleta You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one cuz You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one cuz Os negros conhecem o meu alto nível, eles não se metem comigo, filho I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour, chrome and some wood grain I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour, chrome and some wood grain Você tem um apetite para algumas balas, vou te alimentar com minha arma You know a nigga still really tryna move cane You know a nigga still really tryna move cane Aqui é o ferrari f-50 merda, com as costas deitadas é real Make a lil extra money on the side mayn Make a lil extra money on the side mayn Tipo merda você se deita pra entrar no maybach I ain't playin', I'm up early with the birds word I ain't playin', I'm up early with the birds word Eu tenho dois atiradores agora, correndo da polícia Puttin' that work in, parrelli's on the Porsche chirpin' Puttin' that work in, parrelli's on the Porsche chirpin' O que você consegue por dez corpos é a mesma I got a hundred mill from music, a hundred grand from crack I got a hundred mill from music, a hundred grand from crack Merda que consegue por um porque Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack Goin' to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack Eu vivo a vida na viela da velocidade, 160km/h, maybach cromado e com painel de madeira [Chorus- 50 Cent] [Chorus- 50 Cent] Sabe, um negro está realmente tentando movimentar cocaina nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder nigga you hustle, but me I hustle harder Faz um dinheirinho extra do seu lado cara I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that powder Sem brincadeira, estou desde cedo no mundo das drogas My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour My niggas we gee packs, devour on the hour Botando a coca circular, pirelli é nas rodas do meu porsche They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of power Eu faço um movimento, eu tenho cem mil por musica, e cem mil por crack You fuck around if you wanna You fuck around if you wanna Vou na joalheria, aí eu posso gastar um dinherinho