Luyện nghe bài hát Position Of Power

I told niggas not to shoot dice me
Look at stack, I got money, I got money

Nigga don't trip, I'll kill ya if you fuck my grip
I won't hesitate to let off a clip, don't trip
You gon' make me get on shit
Run up on you quick, up, you're whipped

don't trip, you gon' get ya monkey ass hit
Run in ya whip, fuck with my clique
don't trip case you didn't know who this is
It's 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit, nigga don't

I come through hood, stuntin' in my yellow Lam
Murcielago, loud top down, nigga damn
I'm the crook from New York since son of Sam
Cruisin', Bugz shit, ruger in my hand

Thinkin' the East ain't enough, it's time to
I to head out West and plant my feet down
A nigga big as King in the street now
I do a house shoppin' and buy me a crib

It's trees and pretty bitches out in Cali kid
I the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks
Have some supermodel bitches come and suck on my
My mom turn in her grave if I a white chick

But baby'll the chrome off the Chevy and shit
Niggas be wearin' signs, I'm rockin' a lil' charm
Thirty on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don
Crack open Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb

Nigga you hustle but me I harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that
My niggas we gee packs, devour on the
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the of power
You around if you wanna

Where I'm from, you learn to blend in or get
I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk a crutch
Niggas know my stage, they don't with me son
You got an for hollow-tips, I'll feed you my gun

This is that Ferrari shit, it's real laid back
Type shit you to in the Maybach
I got two suiters now, on the run the fuzz
You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one

I live in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour
Chrome and some wood
You know a nigga still tryna move cane
Make a lil' extra money on the side,

I ain't playin', I'm up early the birds word
Puttin' that work in, Pirelli's on the Porsche
I got a mill from music, a hundred grand from crack
to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack

Nigga you hustle but me I harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, that
My niggas we gee packs, devour on the
They shoot when I say shoot, so I'm in the position of
You fuck around if you