🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Patiently Waiting - 50 Cent

 Patiently Waiting
 50 Cent ft. 
 
 [50 Cent 
 Hey Em, you know you  favorite white boy right?
 I owe you for this 
 
 [Chorus]
  been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
 You can stun if you  to and your ass will get rode on
 It feels like my flowz been hot for so 
 If you thinkin Ima fuckin  off your so wrong
 
 [Verse  - 50 Cent]
 Finishin in my head,  a baby born dead
 Destination heaven, sit and  with passengars from nine eleven
 The lords blessins leave  lyrically inclined
 Shit I aint even gotta try to 
  a seamstress to tailor fitted my pain
  got scriptures in my brain I could spit at your dame
 Straight out the good book, look,  iz shook
 50 fears no  warrior swing swords like Conan
 Picture  pen in hand write linez knowin the source of polley
 When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote 
 I grew up without my pops does that make  bigga?
 I caught cases I copped out does that  me a quitta?
 In this white man's world I'm similiar  a squirrel
 Lookin for a slut with a nice butt to get a 
 If I get shot today my phone will stop  again
 These industry niggaz aint friends, they know how  pretend
 
 [Chorus X2]
 
 [Eminem -  (heart monitor beeps)]
 We've been patiently waitin to make it through  the hatin
  whether or not, you been whether to stone'em
 Lay on the table they operatin to save 
 Itz like an angel came  you sent from the heavenz above
 
 [Eminem  Verse 2 (heart monitor stopz)]
 They think they're crazy but they aint crazy lets  it, shit basically
 They  playin sick, they aint shit They aint sayin shit spray'em Fifty
 A to the K, get  the way I'll bring Dre and them wit me
 And turn this  into fuckin mayhem you stayin wit me?
 Don't  me lose you I'm not tryin to confuse you
 When I let loose  this uzi and just shoot through your Izuzu
 You get the  am I gettin through to you?
 You know whatz comin you motherfuckerz don't even know  you?
 Take some Big and some Pac and you mix  up in a pot
 Sprinkle a little bit yellow on top, and what  fuck do you got?
  got the realest and illest killaz tied up in a knot
 The Jugganautz of this rap  like it or not
 It's like a fight  the top just to see who died for the spot
 You put your life in this there's  like survivin the shot
 Y'all know what time it iz az soon az Fifty signz on this 
 Shit what you know about  threats, cuz I get a lot
 Shady Records was eighty seconds away from  top
 Some cowards fucked with  wrong building they meant to hit ours
 Better  all children nuclear shower
 There's nothin spookier, now your bout to witness the  of fuckin Fifty
 
 [Chorus X2]
 
  Cent - Verse 3]
 Gun gone off he  know that shots go off
 Itz fifty, they say Itz 
 See a nigga laid out with  top blown off
 Itz fifty, man that wasn't  they wanna holla my name
 You don't throw stonez if you  in a glass house
 And if you got  glass jaw, you should watch your mouth
 Cuz I'll break your face, have  ass runnin
 Mumblin to the Jake, you  against me dawg you makin a mistake
 I'll split you  you lookin like the Michael Jackson's jackets with all them zippers
 I'm the boss on this  you can call me skipper
 The way I turn the money over you should call  flipper
  a bitch, a regular bitch, callin her wifely
 I fucked her, feed her  food, you keepin her icy
 I'm down to sell records but  my soul
  said this in 94': "We don't love them hoez"
 I got pennies for my thoughts, now I'm 
 See the twentys  lookin mean on the six
 Niggaz wearin flagz, cuz the  match they clothes
 They get caught in the wrong hood and get filled  with holez.
 
 [Chorus X2]