Life's on the Line Lyrics
| Song | Life's on the Line |
| Artist | 50 Cent |
| Album | Guess Who's Back? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : DUDLEY, TERENCE QUENTIN/JACKSON, CURTIS |
| [00:03.29] | Nobody likes me |
| [00:08.22] | Nobody likes me, but that's okay |
| [00:12.04] | Cuz I don't like y'all anyway |
| [00:13.79] | ...And I don't like y'all anyway |
| [00:16.48] | Fuck all y'all!! |
| [00:17.60] | My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me |
| [00:20.54] | My gat talk for me |
| [00:21.91] | BLAT! Wutup homie |
| [00:23.05] | For bitches who don't know me |
| [00:24.48] | ...They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me |
| [00:28.22] | I came into rap humble, I don't give a fuck now |
| [00:31.03] | Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown |
| [00:33.41] | Coke price go up, cats is come down |
| [00:35.91] | The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found |
| [00:38.54] | The bitch who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks |
| [00:41.28] | They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack |
| [00:43.97] | When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to |
| [00:45.98] | I'll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu |
| [00:48.74] | Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me |
| [00:51.11] | OG's look at me and see what they used to be |
| [00:53.49] | I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope |
| [00:56.17] | The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So |
| [00:58.80] | The thug, they pop shit |
| [01:00.11] | The thug that pop clips |
| [01:01.30] | The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks |
| [01:03.99] | Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin against me |
| [01:06.42] | My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see |
| [01:09.18] | Scream murder! （I don't believe you!） |
| [01:11.99] | Murder! （Fuck around and leave you!） |
| [01:14.55] | Murder! （I don't believe you!） |
| [01:17.05] | Murder, murder! （Your life's on the line!） |
| [01:19.61] | Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me |
| [01:21.61] | I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me |
| [01:24.18] | Make me catch her on the late night |
| [01:26.29] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
| [01:29.29] | I'm not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random |
| [01:31.73] | Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsome |
| [01:34.92] | I hate to hear "He say, She say" shit |
| [01:37.16] | Unless he say she say she on my dick |
| [01:39.66] | It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up |
| [01:42.54] | I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up |
| [01:45.29] | You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front |
| [01:47.35] | I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas tried to blaze me once |
| [01:50.00] | In the hood they be like, "Damn, 50 really spitted on em" |
| [01:52.76] | "You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 really shitted on em" |
| [01:55.32] | Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none |
| [01:58.07] | You just a small player in this game, play a part son |
| [02:01.05] | |
| [02:10.61] | These cats always escape reality when they rhyme |
| [02:13.04] | That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes |
| [02:15.48] | Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car |
| [02:18.11] | Nascar, truck wit a crash bar |
| [02:20.67] | And TV's in the dash, pa |
| [02:22.55] | See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa |
| [02:25.73] | I catch stunts when I ain't tryin |
| [02:27.73] | I ain't lyin, I sit Don P til I split up |
| [02:30.36] | Keep my rent split up |
| [02:31.61] | Get outta line, I get you hit up （Wooo!） |
| [02:33.48] | Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say |
| [02:35.86] | You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away |
| [02:38.67] | Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars: |
| [02:41.42] | 50, umm Jay-Z and Nas |
| [02:43.98] | I'ma say this shit now and never again |
| [02:46.30] | We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends |
| [02:49.42] | The games you playin, you get killed like that |
| [02:51.61] | Actin like you all hard, you ain't built like that |
| [02:53.98] | See me when you see me nigga, one |
| [02:56.30] | （One） |
| [02:56.41] | |
| [03:07.09] | Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me |
| [03:09.23] | I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me |
| [03:11.67] | You gon make me catch her on the late night |
| [03:13.79] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : DUDLEY, TERENCE QUENTIN JACKSON, CURTIS |
| [00:03.29] | Nobody likes me |
| [00:08.22] | Nobody likes me, but that' s okay |
| [00:12.04] | Cuz I don' t like y' all anyway |
| [00:13.79] | ... And I don' t like y' all anyway |
| [00:16.48] | Fuck all y' all!! |
| [00:17.60] | My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me |
| [00:20.54] | My gat talk for me |
| [00:21.91] | BLAT! Wutup homie |
| [00:23.05] | For bitches who don' t know me |
| [00:24.48] | ... They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me |
| [00:28.22] | I came into rap humble, I don' t give a fuck now |
| [00:31.03] | Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown |
| [00:33.41] | Coke price go up, cats is come down |
| [00:35.91] | The D' s run in my crib, I' m nowhere to be found |
| [00:38.54] | The bitch who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks |
| [00:41.28] | They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack |
| [00:43.97] | When I don' t like a nigga, I don' t pretend to |
| [00:45.98] | I' ll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu |
| [00:48.74] | Look, I ain' t goin nowhere, so get used to me |
| [00:51.11] | OG' s look at me and see what they used to be |
| [00:53.49] | I' m that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope |
| [00:56.17] | The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So |
| [00:58.80] | The thug, they pop shit |
| [01:00.11] | The thug that pop clips |
| [01:01.30] | The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks |
| [01:03.99] | Nigga ain' t in his right mind, goin against me |
| [01:06.42] | My picture' s painted through words that make a blind man see |
| [01:09.18] | Scream murder! I don' t believe you! |
| [01:11.99] | Murder! Fuck around and leave you! |
| [01:14.55] | Murder! I don' t believe you! |
| [01:17.05] | Murder, murder! Your life' s on the line! |
| [01:19.61] | Y' all niggas don' t want no parts of me |
| [01:21.61] | I' m tryna figure out how y' all started me |
| [01:24.18] | Make me catch her on the late night |
| [01:26.29] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
| [01:29.29] | I' m not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random |
| [01:31.73] | Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I' m handsome |
| [01:34.92] | I hate to hear " He say, She say" shit |
| [01:37.16] | Unless he say she say she on my dick |
| [01:39.66] | It' s no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up |
| [01:42.54] | I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up |
| [01:45.29] | You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front |
| [01:47.35] | I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas tried to blaze me once |
| [01:50.00] | In the hood they be like, " Damn, 50 really spitted on em" |
| [01:52.76] | " You heard that shit?" " Yeah, 50 really shitted on em" |
| [01:55.32] | Beef, you don' t want none, so don' t start none |
| [01:58.07] | You just a small player in this game, play a part son |
| [02:01.05] | |
| [02:10.61] | These cats always escape reality when they rhyme |
| [02:13.04] | That' s why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes |
| [02:15.48] | Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car |
| [02:18.11] | Nascar, truck wit a crash bar |
| [02:20.67] | And TV' s in the dash, pa |
| [02:22.55] | See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa |
| [02:25.73] | I catch stunts when I ain' t tryin |
| [02:27.73] | I ain' t lyin, I sit Don P til I split up |
| [02:30.36] | Keep my rent split up |
| [02:31.61] | Get outta line, I get you hit up Wooo! |
| [02:33.48] | Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say |
| [02:35.86] | You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away |
| [02:38.67] | Now here' s a list of MC' s that can kill you in eight bars: |
| [02:41.42] | 50, umm JayZ and Nas |
| [02:43.98] | I' ma say this shit now and never again |
| [02:46.30] | We ain' t buddies, we ain' t partners and we damn sure ain' t friends |
| [02:49.42] | The games you playin, you get killed like that |
| [02:51.61] | Actin like you all hard, you ain' t built like that |
| [02:53.98] | See me when you see me nigga, one |
| [02:56.30] | One |
| [02:56.41] | |
| [03:07.09] | Y' all niggas don' t want no parts of me |
| [03:09.23] | I' m tryna figure out how y' all started me |
| [03:11.67] | You gon make me catch her on the late night |
| [03:13.79] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : DUDLEY, TERENCE QUENTIN JACKSON, CURTIS |
| [00:03.29] | Nobody likes me |
| [00:08.22] | Nobody likes me, but that' s okay |
| [00:12.04] | Cuz I don' t like y' all anyway |
| [00:13.79] | ... And I don' t like y' all anyway |
| [00:16.48] | Fuck all y' all!! |
| [00:17.60] | My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me |
| [00:20.54] | My gat talk for me |
| [00:21.91] | BLAT! Wutup homie |
| [00:23.05] | For bitches who don' t know me |
| [00:24.48] | ... They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me |
| [00:28.22] | I came into rap humble, I don' t give a fuck now |
| [00:31.03] | Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown |
| [00:33.41] | Coke price go up, cats is come down |
| [00:35.91] | The D' s run in my crib, I' m nowhere to be found |
| [00:38.54] | The bitch who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks |
| [00:41.28] | They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack |
| [00:43.97] | When I don' t like a nigga, I don' t pretend to |
| [00:45.98] | I' ll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu |
| [00:48.74] | Look, I ain' t goin nowhere, so get used to me |
| [00:51.11] | OG' s look at me and see what they used to be |
| [00:53.49] | I' m that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope |
| [00:56.17] | The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So |
| [00:58.80] | The thug, they pop shit |
| [01:00.11] | The thug that pop clips |
| [01:01.30] | The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks |
| [01:03.99] | Nigga ain' t in his right mind, goin against me |
| [01:06.42] | My picture' s painted through words that make a blind man see |
| [01:09.18] | Scream murder! I don' t believe you! |
| [01:11.99] | Murder! Fuck around and leave you! |
| [01:14.55] | Murder! I don' t believe you! |
| [01:17.05] | Murder, murder! Your life' s on the line! |
| [01:19.61] | Y' all niggas don' t want no parts of me |
| [01:21.61] | I' m tryna figure out how y' all started me |
| [01:24.18] | Make me catch her on the late night |
| [01:26.29] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
| [01:29.29] | I' m not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random |
| [01:31.73] | Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I' m handsome |
| [01:34.92] | I hate to hear " He say, She say" shit |
| [01:37.16] | Unless he say she say she on my dick |
| [01:39.66] | It' s no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up |
| [01:42.54] | I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up |
| [01:45.29] | You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front |
| [01:47.35] | I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas tried to blaze me once |
| [01:50.00] | In the hood they be like, " Damn, 50 really spitted on em" |
| [01:52.76] | " You heard that shit?" " Yeah, 50 really shitted on em" |
| [01:55.32] | Beef, you don' t want none, so don' t start none |
| [01:58.07] | You just a small player in this game, play a part son |
| [02:01.05] | |
| [02:10.61] | These cats always escape reality when they rhyme |
| [02:13.04] | That' s why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes |
| [02:15.48] | Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car |
| [02:18.11] | Nascar, truck wit a crash bar |
| [02:20.67] | And TV' s in the dash, pa |
| [02:22.55] | See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa |
| [02:25.73] | I catch stunts when I ain' t tryin |
| [02:27.73] | I ain' t lyin, I sit Don P til I split up |
| [02:30.36] | Keep my rent split up |
| [02:31.61] | Get outta line, I get you hit up Wooo! |
| [02:33.48] | Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say |
| [02:35.86] | You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away |
| [02:38.67] | Now here' s a list of MC' s that can kill you in eight bars: |
| [02:41.42] | 50, umm JayZ and Nas |
| [02:43.98] | I' ma say this shit now and never again |
| [02:46.30] | We ain' t buddies, we ain' t partners and we damn sure ain' t friends |
| [02:49.42] | The games you playin, you get killed like that |
| [02:51.61] | Actin like you all hard, you ain' t built like that |
| [02:53.98] | See me when you see me nigga, one |
| [02:56.30] | One |
| [02:56.41] | |
| [03:07.09] | Y' all niggas don' t want no parts of me |
| [03:09.23] | I' m tryna figure out how y' all started me |
| [03:11.67] | You gon make me catch her on the late night |
| [03:13.79] | Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six |
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