🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Born Alone, Die Alone - 50 Cent

 Born Alone, Die 
 50 Cent
 
 Chorus-
 I came in  world by myself (uh huh)
 So i  need no friends (nope)
 I rather have it this way 
 It's ok, it's ok  ok nigga)
 You  gon' respect me (yeah)
 Cuz i  take you off here today
 I rather have  that way (uh huh)
 It's ok, it's  (whooooo)
 
 Verse-
 Uh..
 I'm on the prowl  the hammer, hardly smile at the camera
 too many niggaz  dyin', i'm spendin' time with my grandma (geah)
  hundred grand in the safe, a hundred grand in your face
 a million plus in the bank, will scuffed  the paint (Oh!)
 you handcuffin' that bitch, she dont  be with you
 all she want is your chips, my lil' nigga beat it too (uh 
 stick the heaters through, so we  party good
 rare son will beat it through,  it out in Hollywood
  Boywonder will unravel your team
 i'm TRL next to Avril  all my carrots are green (uh)
  booda is purple (uh) we rule and i hurt you (uh)
 you movin' in circles, we  it all, movies, commercials (God Damn!)
 stadiums, clubs, ladies and  hood and the 'burbs
 i'm on the red carpet cuz i'm good with  words
 i'm ready  war, i'm stackin' my chips
 you flappin' your lips, you  ain' even hoodrich.. (Geah!)
 
 Chorus-
  came in this world by myself (uh huh)
 So i don't need no friends 
 I rather have it  way
 It's ok, it's ok (it's  nigga)
 You motherfuckers gon' respect me 
 Cuz i can take you off  today
 I rather have it that way (uh 
 It's ok, it's ok 
 
 Verse-
 Keep your circle official, watch  niggaz thats with you (why)
  get you, hot shit in your tissue (sue)
 all i need is my figures, i aint  no hoes (uh)
 ridin' roudn with my niggaz, hand  that 'Dro
 Fiddy made me a star, now they  who we are
 album top of the charts, your condo  my car (Ha)
 income is my chain. stash box  my watch (huh)
 you fairly new  the game, i ain't passin' the rock (na uh)
 all i  sensin' is hate, ever since i been straight
 cuz they stuck in the  hand crumbs in their plate (Ha)
 and i'm strappin' the nine, in case they  combine
 gather up on a nigga,  ain't rappin' in line
 keep  eye on your money, stop eyeballin' mine
 drop sumthin' every year,  all of the time
 stop  your records, i ain't answerin' shit
 why don't you get off my dick... 
 
 Chorus-
 I came in this world  myself
 So i don't need no  (uh huh)
 I rather  it this way (uh)
 It's ok, it's ok (it's  nigga)
 You motherfuckers gon' respect 
 Cuz i can take you off here today  huh)
 I rather  it that way
  ok, it's ok
 
 Outro-
 It's  nigga..
 I don't need no 
 I  money.. Hahaha
 G-UNit...!!!