Luyện nghe bài hát Position Of Power

I niggas not to shoot dice with me
at this stack, I got money, I got money

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

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

I come your hood, stuntin' in my yellow Lam
Murcielago, gold top down, nigga damn
I'm the biggest crook from New York son of Sam
Cruisin', bumpin' Bugz shit, ruger in my

Thinkin' the East ain't enough, it's to expand
I plan to 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

palm trees and pretty bitches out in Cali kid
I touched the paper, go and shoot me some flicks
Have some supermodel come and suck on my dick
My mom turn in her if I married a white chick

But baby'll suck the off the Chevy and shit
be wearin' fake signs, I'm rockin' a lil' charm
Thirty karats on the pinky, kiss the on the Don
open that Cali bud, stuff the weight in the bomb

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

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

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

I live life in the fast lane, 100 an hour
and some wood grain
You know a nigga still really tryna cane
a lil' extra money on the side, mayne

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

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