Übersetzung: Belly Soundtrack. Einige Niggaz [eine halbe Mil].
[Chorus: x2] Some niggas Blood and some niggas Crip(uh huh) Some niggas thugs and some niggas is bitch(what?) Some niggas aint got nothing some niggas
[Chorus] Some niggaz Blood and some niggaz Crip Some niggaz thugs and some niggaz is bitch Some niggaz ain't got nothin some niggaz rich Some niggaz
get on my feet now I'm on a hunt for some A-K funk Double barrel pump full of that skunk ready to pop the trunk Over this nigga they got a contract I
Juvenile for his Cash Money piece Told him I want it all he said, "Even my gold teeth?" I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep One at a
Mad noise, 2008, a G a game I'm ridin on {?} in the love seat, sunk deep Long niggaz bustin out they punk heat I make a massacre, try to rob one of my
map A-S-A-P Ask anbody who runnin' a G, bet they finna say me A-S-A-P Niggaz hatin' on P.S.C. get straightened A-S-A-P A nigga try to play me, I'ma blow
rappin' on the mic talkin' shit about a bitch I'll retire ten times and I'll still be here My old records sell about a half a mil' a year I say "Bitch
Fuck bein a broke nigga Verse Two: Jadakiss (overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy) I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga Drinkin malt liquor, drivin a
bein a broke nigga Verse 2- (Jadakiss)-(overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy) I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga Drinkin malt liquor, drivin a
live my lifestyle Never seen a brick, never seen a crackhouse Wanna a war with the Don have your macs out Bring it on, and I'm a show you gangsta Blow half
get fined a hundred thou' (This is crazy) Huh them cats are ill, 5 times a half a mil Wanna play like a bumper sticker smack a grill Paul Wall cap a grill
wolves is out to ghost ya [Nas] Scent of a rose on the graveyard for real now The stakes is up a half a mil now I tried to grab him with his shield
lock me up for twenty five to life throw the key, I'm low key So niggaz don't notice me, a half a key is worth more than a pound of weed, I die for my
Asap, asap, asap, asap, A-S-A-P, A-S-A-P Asap, asap, asap, asap, A-S-A-P, A-S-A-P Asap, asap, asap, asap, A-S-A-P, A-S-A-P I'm on my grind, grand hustle
a different form, a different centrifugal force Every line is like grippin' on a stick shift in a Porsche My niggaz asked for direction to go on this track I said, "Fuck a
makin? a pit stop, go and buy a box of Glocks See, rolled up and yo winner Yo, remember that kid that we vicked He made a half of mil? for real, he
