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50 cent – i’m leavin’ كلمات اغاني

[intro: 50 cent]
i’m leavin, on the next plane
i don’t know when i’ll be back again

[hook: g_unit]
i’m a southside n_gga you could find me where the money at
find me in your crib with the nina where that money at
see me i found that remedy to stop from telling
i’ll put the ruger to your forehead, pop your melon

[verse 1: 50 cent]
see me i gets busy, front and it’s a wrizzy
i move with the semis, zip zip through the city
the law can’t get me, the lord gotta get me
i make sh_t hot, then lay low till it fizzy
you think you know fiddy?! you don’t know fiddy!
in a s_5 fiddy, the fo’ fo’ with me
my man yayizzy stay off the hizzy
sell fiends whizzy, they smoke crack till they dizzy (oh!!!!)
your man joey crack, i told him before
he don’t want it with me, you p_ssy fat boy!!!!
you wanna go to war? ok, ok i’ll go to war?!
catch ya slippin put ya, put ya brains on the floor

[refrain: 50 cent]
i’m leavin, on the next plane
d’s ran up in my crib and found cocaine
fingerprints on the hammers and heroin
before i go back to jail i’m squeezin mayne
[hook]

[verse 2: lloyd banks] (50 cent)
look! the television caters to pop, not violent hits (yeah!)
the unit ain’t fall off it’s all politics (we the best!!!!!!!)
n_ggas don’t throw rights they throw hollow tips
and they don’t wanna get married they want model chicks (tell ’em banks!!!!!!!!)
s_x, liquor and dough, bottle piff
f_ck buyin the phantom, i’ll just borrowed fif’s
yesterday’s that is tomorrow’s this
from a land and a hill to a colorado cliff
n_gga you violate me i’m sendin’ you to god
i’m no peacemaker, that’s my jeweler’s job (f_ck that!!!!)
i spit it how i live it n_gga you the fraud!!
put my weight on your back you wouldn’t move the yard

[refrain]

[hook]

[verse 3: tony yayo] (50 cent)
yeah! aiyyo! touch one of mine, i’ll touch one of yours
send us to the hospital, i’ll send yours to the morgue
i’m like jesus to the hood, and god to the industry
all 50’s enemies are all of my enemies (woooooooo!!!!)
i’m a smoker o.g. kush in the jar
drop the top on the lamb place the poker with car
glock automatic yo, b_tch got a fatty yo
fourteen bricks, pablo k!llin fabio
i’m tryin to put 700’s they didn’t made them yet
yep! they got ’em now baby, the f_700’s crazy!
why buy the refrigerator doors
i blend up the d and cook up the hard
[outro: 50 cent]
i’m leavin, on the next plane
i don’t know if i’ll be back again, yeah!
i watch rap city!
i see this fat n_gga joe up there frontin
don’t n0body like this n_gga sh_t, this n_gga sh_t is wack son!
that n_gga j. holiday is the new n_gga
and he’s makin’ the sh_t hot!
n_ggas really don’t wanna hear your fat ass, n_gga!
sh_t is wack son!
tell ya straight up, n_gga!
and i’m easy to find, n_gga!
you can’t find me, look in the motherf_ckin yellow pages!
i’m right across the street from madison square garden!
aybody come there for motherf_ckin interview!
aybody come and talk to me when they need to take a meetin!
why you can’t find?!
huh?!
hard to find a n_gga that you know got a gun?!
right? hard to find a n_gga that you know ride around in bulletproof sh_t!
hard to find a n_gga!
huh?!
well now you got my undivided individual attention!
i’m on your ass now!

- 50 cent

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