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50 cent - mastermind freestyle كلمات الأغنية

[intro: 50 cent, tony yayo, jadakiss sample]
[?] [?] [?] [?] [?] [?] the f_ck i am
i’m here with my n_gga tony yayo (yeah, tony yayo, you know)
my n_gga storm p (what?)
you know how we do it
mastermind entertainment [?] (you know)
q.p. cat
jd
all the rest of them n_ggas that be rollin’ with me, you know i’m sayin’
ayo ya’ll n_ggas just be cool you don’t wanna take [?] (motherf_ckin’ streets, n_gga) [?] muhf_cker just stay cool, you know i’m sayin’
keep it gangsta, n_gga, southside, n_gga
where you from, n_gga?
where you from, n_gga?
southside, n_gga
southside, n_gga

[verse 1: tony yayo]
weed, crack, and dope mixed with opium
while the feds sweep the block like a custodian
44 longs got my birds in thongs holdin’ ’em
rock mink longs made with teflon [?]
i’m as big as king kong, with the mind of napoleon
cook up blow, in straight h20 sodium

in еvery event my team catch crazy stunts
rollin’ eight deep like the brady bunch

and ride in big trucks so f_ck the bus
i ride for my drug lords and og hustlers (uh_huh)
imagine my face placed on billboards and buses
and record covers, even the source magazine (uh_huh)
i used to be the one to extort the fiends
remember back then, when i slinged on the corner (yeah)
i had the sheep skin my girl had the leather balmer
around the time mike was moonwalkin’
now i write the sh_t that you like to [?] the whole hood talkin’
sh_t i’m spittin’, ‘ll make your body spit back (uh_huh)
so don’t fall victim to my gangsta rap
i stay, (f_ckin’ f_ggot) strapped down like crazus in creemore
with macs, trey pounds, 3_80s and c4s
n_ggas on the d_ck, whisper how they hate us (uh_huh)
cause they hear our shoes cl!ck, gators, slip bob gators
what!
[interlude: 50 cent, jadakiss sample, dmx sample]

what n_gga?
what’s up, n_gga
southside, 50 cent, n_gga
ya’ll ready?
ya’ll ready? (this is for the streets)
are they ready or what?
storm p, motherf_cker
yo, yo

[verse 2: storm p]
before you see me on the island doin’ three and a quarter
i be at the mexican border extorting your daughter
all my hoes wear thongs, smoke weed outta bongs
run around chest naked, singing all my sh_t
my raps weigh tons, n_ggas can’t escape ’em
f_ck around and ray guns with the force of eight guns
storm the type of n_gga that could be in a party (yeah)
pull my d_ck out at the bar and take a pee on your shorty (haha)
y’all n_ggas make crumbs just to feed the birds
i stay iceberged down in anisa furs (what!)
if i could shoot ten bullets that could travel (what you do n_gga?) through time
i give three to the n_gga that convinced you to rhyme (blaat)
and if y’all n_ggas wanna know, where the other seven went (uh)
to your mother’s womb during the fetal development (wooooo)
i inject needles that effect your cerebral
make you shrink a couple feet until you danny devito
make your d_ck so small you could f_ck mosquito
i’m ’bout to charge this n_gga 95 thousand a verse
and an extra five g’s if they don’t want me to curse
i’m the storm to the p y’all, a rhyme writing champ (alright)
i think i’m ’bout to start my own rhyme writing camp (n_gga)
rappers of all ages, younger than ally vegas
or older than daddy kane is, storm is the strangest
i’m the greatest, i’m storm to the capital p (yeah, n_gga)
and it’s a privilege for these n_ggas to be rapping with me (alright)
yo all y’all feel if your not your joking
n_ggas can’t be serious, they either sniffing or smokin’
f_ck y’all!
[interlude: 50 cent, dmx sample]

yeah, yeah, yeah, you know what time it is (uh_huh), n_gga
50 cent, n_gga (f_cked up)
yo!

[verse 3: 50 cent & [?] & tony yayo]

clap one in your gut (uh_huh)
f_ck up your six pack
you heard the rumor last year, n_gga, “50 got back”

what’s the rumor next year, huh? “50 was real mad
tore that n_gga ja head off with the fofo mag”
i ain’t gon’ tell n_ggas you p_ssy irv
i ain’t gon’ say bj a b_tch

you just another broke n_gga, frontin’ like he rich
your secret safe with me, i won’t say sh_t

this is who i am, n_gga, this here ain’t no act

gangsta! (n_gga!)
[outro: tony yayo, dmx sample]

blaat
50 cent, n_gga, 2000, sh_t, n_gga
what, what, what, what, what

- 50 cent

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