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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga you but me I hustle harder
I got what you need, them trees, that heart, 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

I'm from, you learn to blend in or get touched
I need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch
Niggas know my stage, they fuck 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
shit you recline to in the Maybach
I got two suiters now, on the run from the
You get the shit for ten bodies, you get for one 'cuz

I live in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour
Chrome and some grain
You know a nigga still really tryna cane
Make a extra money on the side, mayne

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

Nigga you but me I hustle 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 position of
You fuck around if you