🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Many Men - 50 Cent

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