Ghetto Quran (Forgive Me) (исполнитель: 50 Cent)
(talking) Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south? One time [bad word] Lord forgive me, for I've sinned Over and over again, just to stay on top I recall memories, filled with sin Over and over again, and again Yo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the team See niggas feared Prince and respected Preme For all you slow [bad word] I'm a break it down iller See Preme was a business man and Prince was the killer Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped [bad word] The roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get blunted Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack I used to idolize cat Heart me in my heart to hear that [bad word] snitched on Pat, how he go out like that? [bad word] in the hood was ?? was snitchin I ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-R Had the [bad word] the Z, the 5 and the 3 Used to drive his [bad word] through the hood draggin jet skis From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprised Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with pies Like L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connect Them niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks [bad word] Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks [bad word] That first verse is just a dose of the [bad word] that I'm on Consider this the first chapter in the ghetto's Quran I know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and Joe And Prince and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his nose Throughout my [bad word] through the hood, I started learnin Life's a [bad word] with a pretty face, but she burnin Man I'm a get cheese like Chaz [bad word] through wips like Cigar Gamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata Po-po under pressure too, they know what they facin Go against crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty Mason lotta niggas I know been [bad word] since birth Enticed to rob nuns for fun, for everything they worth I know some cats that hail at [bad word] like Cooley Wall Together niggas stand and divided they fall Round here, shook niggas they keep it in motion [bad word] around here with your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean Lord knows, Tommy had loved and sold Helicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie VaTonne interior Might sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch the money Had money out the [bad word] he politic like the Asian FEDs couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion [bad word] Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yo The twins was some queens but got crazy cream with Alpo Throughout my time I heard tales of Himey, Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky Cally Rodney Bump and Chick, [bad word] lot a niggas flow the way I flow but ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I know Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail [bad word] up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confused And if you watch the news you see playas in this game that lose I'm forgettin Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and Money Bags And a conversation over shrimp and lobster And Benny Hiners heard Chico stopped boxin, and started robbin diners Shout out to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Black Will If the flow don't kill you the Mac will [bad word]