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

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