Песня: We Up (feat. Kendrick Lamar & Kidd Kidd) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Yeah, Uh huh I'm round the bullshit like a matador I'm used to the bullshit, it don't matter, boy Corporate acquisitions, accumulations of wealth Build with the gods and double knowledge of self Entrepreneur visions, Moulin Rouge religion That pussy make a weak nigga break down So what you want, the cheese or the cheeks? You want the cheeks but she want the cheese A bitch gotta eat I'm havin' the epiphany you niggas ain't shit to me Worse than the scum in the slum I'm from I'm a southside nigga, yeah I'm 'bout mine You be that next nigga corners come outline You ain't made of what I'm made of You a bum nigga with a bum bitch Who's shoes come from Bakers Counterfeit, fraudulent fakers What kind of rich nigga bitch look like that?
[Hook:] Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop You don't do it how we do Niggas ain't own the shit we own Everything new Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons) We up, nigga
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Visualize everything I needed and dream (uh-huh) Penalized every ho nigga that have a scheme (what else?) Guns in your video get you locked in tha' bing Yeah, I kill a nigga quick, no worries, my record clean Murder one become manslaughter as soon as they brought up Charity work, parking tickets and no charges Fuck nigga you fucked over your father, when he gave you a dick should have been a bitch in pajamas I made my first million fucking dollars Bought a Bible, oh yeah, God got me Made my second million dollars, bought a chopper and binocular I'm scared, this shit don't happens to everybody I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite singer Debating on should I fuck, or jump on her single 20 thou, she got a hell of a adlib I'm in her mouth like I knew I could have kids, K-Dot
[Hook:] Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop You don't do it how we do Niggas ain't own the shit we own Everything new Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons) We up, nigga
[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd] 'Round the world tourin', the city got borin' Bury me a G with a new pair of Jordans Coupe foreign, top peeled like an orange Blue Ferrari, so many iron horses Living life with no worries My gun got a Zodiac sign, it's a Taurus Don't make it slam on you like Amar'e M'zone, Rida gang, end of story Oops that's your baby, my bad, I'm sorry She call me daddy too, we should be on Maury Everything you aren't, fly nigga soaring Purple label Ralph Lauren, kick game like Atari You so special, bedroom or restroom Just keep performing, Go girl About to film a movie, guess who it's starring? (Ahhh.)
[Hook:] Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top Shine's on stuntin', and I'm pullin' out a knot Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop You don't do it how we do Niggas ain't own the shit we own Everything new Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons) We up, nigga
[Outro:] Good pussy for dinner or bomb kush for breakfast D'D-Deep-colored VS stones around my neck bitch Feels like a nigga dreamin' (dreamin'), feels like a nigga dreamin' (dreamin')
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