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

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