50 Cent - Part of the Game (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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50 Cent - Part of the Game (en) Lyrics
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I'm a hustler, baby, I'm
a hustler, baby (Yeah)
I know heartbreaks, setbacks
Bitch, if I crap out, I'm
sure I'ma get back
I been through the ups and downs,
you know I get around
So to me, it's all a part of
the game (Ah, ah, yeah)
If I ain't the coke man,
or the dope man
I'm almost for sure man,
I gotta take it
No need to say shit, I'm gon'
take it (Yeah, yeah)
Robberies turned homicide,
it's nothin' to play with
Make money, make-make, make money
When shit hit the fan, we'll
take money, South sidе
Beef with the best of 'em, donе
shot at the rest of 'em (Yeah)
Checks, I'm collectin' 'em, check, boy,
I'm finessin' em (Haha, oh, oh)
Big bags of bread, boy you fuck around,
put a big bag on your head
'Fore the weather break you're dead
Let's get to it, they don't
do it like we do it (Nah)
Cop it, whip it (Oh, oh),
bag it, flip it
Re-up, we up, G'd up, whaddup? (Yeah)
Runnin' 'round this bitch, still
not givin' a fuck (Ayy)
When it come to that paper
there'll be no complications
(Haha, that's right)
Put a hole in a nigga right in front
of you, your heartbeat pacin'
And it's alright, that's how
we do it on this side
Niggas get to it on this
side (Yeah, yeah)
Robberies turned homicide
(NLE, the Top Shotta)
It's nothin' to play with (Ayy)
It's all a part of the game, you
gotta play your cards right
Don't get caught without the pipe
all night, lurkin' on sight
Never go without a fight, win
or lose, or wrong or right
Protect your life 'cause I'll Debo
it like you was just a bike
Two Cuban links just like I'm Tity
Boi, ridin' 'round your city, boy
Two-tone boogers up in my face
look like a Chip Ahoy
More money, more problems,
got me feelin' like I'm
Diddy, boy (Yeah, yeah)
Biggie, boy, now you see why these
hoes get jiggy for me (Oh, oh)
Try to post up on his block,
I bet we won't allow 'em
Might grab that nigga off the lot, we
pull 'em in the alley (Yeah, yeah)
We need some silence, suppress 'em when
he start rattlin' (Yeah, yeah)
As you drivin', there'll be
hell when you done did
a robbery (Yeah, yeah)
Not your hoe man, I'm the boss man
Not the dope man but
I bring the propane
He had a scope on it but
he hit 'em close range
Stormy days but you know
we bringin' more rains
I know heartbreaks, setbacks (Hey,
NLE the Top Shotta my nigga)
I been through the ups and downs,
you know I get around (Yeah)
So to me, it's all a part
of the game (Brrt, brrt)
If I ain't the coke man,
or the dope man (Hey)
No need to say shit, I'm
gon' take it (Hey, hey)
Robberies turned homicide, it's nothin'
to play with (Hey, hey)
Welcome to the South side
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