50 Cent - Major Distribution lyrics

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50 Cent - Major Distribution lyrics

(feat. Snoop Dogg & Young Jeezy) [Hook: 50 Cent (Snoop Dogg)] I'm trying to move one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw (I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more Boy) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Run tell the Bloods I'm Cripin, go tell the Crips I'm Blood n***a, I be tripping, b**h, I don't give a f** I put the K on n***as, I spray on n***as Come through 2012, XJ on n***as I'm a Apex predator, n***a, I'm stronger Shooters on deck, I break bread and they owe me n***as said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off? Why the f** would you be repeating that? n***a, I'm a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June Now who the f** said I can't rap, Jay? I'm in a dope fiend's dream, I got it for 'em raw That's that morphine memories, I've been breaking the law I was born a banner, in the stroller with the llama I'm violent, I k** a n***a, put that on my mama Nah, nah, don't tell me nothing about none of these n***as I smoke all these n***as for this bread [Hook] [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] I give a f** about a fed as I jump up outta bed 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah I'm trying to put this sh** away On the low, I need a hit a day, think you better get away From my, oh, my, I got a birdie that'll fly From Cali to Kingston, back to NY Snoop's master kush, for 5 to 9 Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high Run with the metal with my foot to the pedal G's with the trees and the C's on my level 5-0, you know I go hard, these fools caught me bogard Head n***a in charge, this n***a soft as DeBarge But I ain't tripping, I'm just flipping my cheese Cause if you really want the bomb come and f** with your G's I got it, always k**, always will Had that, say that, my n***a get that, you hear that? [Hook] [Verse 3: Young Jeezy] 5 AM in the kitchen, n***a, I'm coughing Bag full of white 8 balls, I'm going golfing Now homie got k**ed last night, bought him a coffin Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin Guess that's the life of a yay flipper Chopper make your a** get naked just like a stripper Got cameras for the jackals, home invaders, man Them n***as coming all black like they Raiders fans All I saw growing up was kilos and g**ning Then a homie taught me to whip, game changing Now I'm breaking down birds on the coffee table Yeah and half them b**hes sold before they off the table Got a little n***a bought all my half, I'm gonna split it The type of n***a work that b**h like it's a sk**et Sold them more water, stretching like it's elastic Weigh it up in two 50's rapping, I'm plastic, yeah [Hook]

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