Hard as a rock Well, it's harder than a rock Well, it's harder than a rock, yeah Harder than a rock A rollin' rock, electric shock She gives a lickin' that doesn't stop She line 'em up, push you 'round Smokin' rings going round and round Her hot potatoes

In a dream yeah, thinking bout codeine yeah Chop it like I'm in the matrix (Ay) Balmain pocket extra cake (Ay) Have you ever made a million dollars with your talent (Have you) Have you ever fucked a bitch ass so fat lose your balance (Have you) All these

Yeah, I'm a freak 'Cause I'm a freak The way you're poppin' and droppin' All over me No, I don't want you to stop it Baby, I can't lie When you move like that I got a one track mark In night, I just imagine how you put your love on me

I got it big, I know I know, I know I know, I know, I got it big, I know Yeah, haha, yeah shout out to my brothers, turn it up! I put it on rollie, I'm drinkin' straight lean, a bitch is straight feelin' my diamonds I'm rollin' specific, my nigga you

We got action when you don't Show are places when you won't G-Unit, G-G-G-G, G-Unit Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck G G G G G-Unit! Haha! Vacate your home I come to brake your bones Americas nightmare we at it again A desert eagle and a black mack

위 아래 위 위 아래 위 아래 위 위 아래 위 아래 위 위 아래 자꾸 위 아래로 흔들리는 나 Why don't you know don't you know don't you know 확실하게 내게 맘을 보여줘 Why don't you know don't you know don't you know yeah 위 아래 위 위 아래 up (Hey, baby boy) 빙글 빙글 빙글 돌리지 말고 넌 (Hey, baby boy) 아슬 아슬하게 스치지 말고 넌

I say if we gonna do it, do it right (yeah, yeah yeah yeah) If we gonna do this, do it right (yeah, yeah yeah yeah) If it's me and you, we gotta fight (yeah, yeah yeah yeah) We gotta do it, oh we gotta do it right I say if we gonna do it, do it The only

Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, uh! For too long, for too long Oh yeah yeah 'Cause you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven Yeah you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven 'Cause your sex takes me to paradise Yeah your sex takes me to

They loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew Got my whole crew blowing like a C-4 They loving the crew ooh, Listen, listen, whoa, yeah, listen, ooh Take your nose off my keyboard What you bothering me for? There's a room full of niggas

Ashes blowin' in the air I was on fire but we don't care, yeah Wasted youth, always on the road Never looking back, and we're never getting old 'Cause the skies are black, but our heart's made of gold Fuck doing what you're told We're going nowhere fast