🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Many Men - 50 Cent

 Many man  death)
 50 Cent
 
 Lloyd Banks
 Man we gotta go  something to eat man
 I'm  as a motherfucker
 
 50 Cent
 Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie  long son?
 
 Lloyd Banks
 50, calm  here he come
 
 9 Shots
 
 Banks  50 Cent
 Ahh, ohh,  the fuck!?
 
 50 Cent
 Ahh! son,  up! pull up!
 
 Intro
  men, wish death upon me
 Blood in  eye dawg and I can't see
 I'm trying  be what I'm destined to be
 And  trying to take my life away
 I put  hole in nigga for fucking with me
 My  on the wall, now you gon' see
 Better watch how you talk, when  talk about me
 Cause I'll come and take  life away
 
 Many men, many, many, many,  men
  death 'pon me
 Lord I  cry no more
 Don't look to the sky no 
 Have  on me
 
 Now these pussy niggaz putting money on  head
 Go on and get your  motherfucker, I ain't dead
 I'm the diamond in  dirt, that ain't been found
 I'm the underground king  I ain't been crowned
 When I rhyme, something  happen every time
 I'm the greatest, something like Ali  his prime
 I walk the block with the 
 I've been knocked  the humble
 Swing the ox when I 
 Show your ass what my gun 
 Got a temper nigga,  lose your head
  your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
  walk around gun on waist, chip on my shoulder
 Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't 
 
 Chorus:
 Many men, many, many, many, many 
 Wish death 'pon 
 Lord I  cry no more
 Don't look to the sky no 
 Have  on me
 Have mercy on  soul
 Somewhere my heart  cold
 Have mercy on  men
 Many, many, many, many 
 Wish death upon 
 
 Some days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for 
 Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for 
 Death gotta be easy, 'cause life  hard
 It'll leave you physically, mentally, and  scarred
 This if for my niggaz on the block, twisting  and cigars
 For the niggaz on  doing life behind bars
 I don't see only  can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
 Quick these crackers will give my  ass a hundred years
 I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the 
 Like Malcolm  any means, with my gun in my palm
  switched sides on me, let niggaz ride on me
 I thought we was cool, why you want me to die 
 
 Chorus
 
 Every night I talk  god, but he don't say nothing back
 I know he protecting me, but I still  with my gat
 In my nightmares, niggaz keep pulling techs on 
 Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on 
 The feds didn't know much, when  got shot
 I got a kite from the pens that  me, Tuck got knocked
 I ain't gonna spell  out for you motherfuckers all the time
 Are you illiterate  You can't read between the lines
 In the bible it says, what  around, comes around
 Almost shot me, three weeks  he got shot down
 Now it's clear that  here, for a real reason
 'Cause he  hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing
 
 Chorus