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

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