I'll Stil Kill (исполнитель: 50 Cent Feat. Akon)
Oh, don't even look at me wrong When [bad word] through the hood Ain't nothin' changed, still holla at my homies Oh, and when I hit the block, I still will kill And I don't want, [bad word] but I will If I got to kill If niggas get to [bad word] around If niggas get to [bad word] around [bad word] from admiration and fear You can admire me if you can catch one in your wig You see the Testarossa, the toaster's right on my lap So if a [bad word] get out of line, a [bad word] get clapped I got an [bad word] a infantry, I'm built for this mentally That's why I'm the general, I do what they pretend to do Front on me now, [bad word] I'll be the end of you Forget ya enemies and think of what'cha friends'll do I drop a bag off, then let a mag off The Heckler & Koch'll tear half of your [bad word] off I'm not for the games, I'm not for all the playin' The hollow tips rain when I unleash the pain Get the message from the lions or get the message from the nine Paint a picture wit' words, you can see when I shine Put my back on the wall, [bad word] watch me go for mine I let twenty-one shots off at the same time, yeah Oh, don't even look at me wrong When [bad word] through the hood Ain't nothin' changed, still holla at my homies Oh, and when I hit the block, I still will kill And I don't want, [bad word] but I will If I got to kill If niggas get to [bad word] around If niggas get to [bad word] around Where I'm from death is always in the air homie Nanna love me so you know she say my prayers for me [bad word] creepin' through the hood wearin' Teflon Hit the corners [bad word] get left on Niggas know, if not, they better check my background Try and stick me, I fill ya back wit' mac rounds Ask 'Preme [bad word] 50 don't back down I keep it funky like fiends in a crack house Cross the line, boy, I'mma air your [bad word] out [bad word] ya face at me, I wan' know what that's 'bout [bad word] I know you ain't mad, I done came up And if you are, [bad word] you 'cause I ain't change up The O.G.'s wanna talk but I don't know these niggas And I ain't did no business wit' ’em, I don't owe these niggas minute of my time, I get it 'cause I grind All across the globe like the world's mine, yeah Oh, don't even look at me wrong When [bad word] through the hood Ain't nothin' changed, still holla at my homies Oh, and when I hit the block, I still will kill And I don't want, [bad word] but I will If I got to kill If niggas get to [bad word] around If niggas get to [bad word] around Konvict Now tell me have you ever looked up at an instance And seen a mac aimin' at'cha head, mayne? Before you know what life is flashin' and reminiscin’ Your body is drippin' and full of lead, mayne I done been there, I done [bad word] that It ain't never been a question, I'm 'bout that Don't go there, you can [bad word] that And if you plan to [bad word] around then reroute that You’ll never catch me ridin' around on these streets Without a couple metal pieces under my feet Fully automatic weapons and loaded wit' dumb-d's Stashed up under the carpet like a can of Seabreeze 50 don't make me ride on these niggas 'Cause I will kill, dip and hide on these niggas 50 don't make me ride on these niggas 'Cause I'll be long gone like the Ripper So don't even look at me wrong When [bad word] through the hood Ain't nothin' changed, still holla at my homies Oh, and when I hit the block, I still will kill And I don't want, [bad word] but I will If I got to kill If niggas get to [bad word] around If niggas get to [bad word] around