pesni.2vs2.ru тексты песен |
Сайт с текстами песен и аккордами самых известных музыкальных групп и певцов российской, а так же зарубежной эстрады.
|
|
Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Game - Hate It Or Love It[50 Cent] Ya, lets take em back Uh huh Comin up I was confused my momma kissin a girl Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world Daddy aint around probably out commitin felonies My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope Fo a four finger ring,and gold ropes Nana told me if I pass could get a sheep skin coat If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now thatd be dope Tossed and turned in my sleep that night Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike Everyday same shit, AINT nothin good in the hood Id run away from this bitch and never come back if I could [Chorus (50 then Game)] Hate it or love it the underdogs on top And Im gonna shine homie until my heart stop Go ahead envy me Im raps MVP And I aint goin nowhere so you can get to know me Hate it or love it the underdogs on top And Im gonna shine homie until my heart stop Go ahead envy me Im raps MVP And I aint goin nowhere so you can get to know me G G G G G Unit! [Game] On the grill of my lowrider Guns on both sides right above the gold wires Ill fo-five em Kill a nigga on my song ILL really do it Thats the true meaning of a ghost RIDER 10 gz will take ya daughter out of Air Forces Believe you me homie i know all bout losses Im from Compton wear the wrong colors be cautious One phone call will have ya body dumped in marcias I stay strapped like car seats Been bangin since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys Thats 10 years I told Pooh in 95 ILL kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95s Told Banks when i met him im gonna ride And if I gotta die rather homicide I aint have 50 Cent when my Grandmomma died Now im goin back to Cali with my Jacob boy See how time fly? [Chorus - 50 Cent/The Game] From the beginnin to the end Losers lose, winners win This is real we aint got to pretend The cold world that we in Is full of pressure and pain Enough of me nigga now listen to Game [Game] Used to see 5-0 selling crack to a bitch (ey 5-0!) Now im fuckin with 5-0 its all startin to make sense My moms happy she aint gotta pay the rent And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz Waitin on Sha Money to land sittin in the Range Thinkin how they spend 30 million dollars on airplanes When theres kids starvin Pac is gone and Brendas still throwin babies in the garbage I wanna know whats goin on like i hear Marvin No school books they use that wood to build coffins Whenever Im in the booth and i get exhausted I think what if Marie Baker got that abortion I love ya Ma [Chorus X2] |
|
|