Lyrics Position of Power.lrc 50 Cent
[id: ixyevctn]
[ar: 50 Cent]
[al: The Massacre]
[ti: Position of Power]
[length: 03:12]
[00:00.68]Hahaha
[00:02.14]I told niggas not to shoot dice with me
[00:04.52]Look at this stack
[00:06.47]I got money
[00:08.03]I got money
[00:09.42]Hahaha
[00:10.44]Aww nigga don’t trip
[00:11.56]I’ll kill ya if you fuck with my grip
[00:13.77]I won’t hesitate to let off a clip
[00:16.29]Aww nigga don’t trip
[00:17.78]You gon’ make me get on some shit
[00:19.32]Run up on you quick
[00:20.02]Wet up your whip
[00:21.68]Aww nigga don’t trip
[00:22.98]You gon’ get ya monkey ass hit
[00:24.90]Runnin ya lip tryna fuck with my clique
[00:27.10]Aww nigga don’t trip
[00:28.46]Case you didn’t know who this is
[00:30.23]Its 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit
[00:32.97]Aww nigga don’t trip
[00:33.02]I come through your hood, stuntin’ in my yellow Lam’
[00:36.05]Murcielago, top down, nigga damn
[00:38.35]I’m the biggest crook from New York since son of Sam
[00:41.28]Cruisin’, bumpin’ Buck’s shit, Ruger in my hand
[00:44.17]Thinkin’ the east ain’t enough, its time to expand
[00:46.86]I plan to head out west and plant my feet down
[00:49.77]A nigga big as King Kong in the street now
[00:52.56]I do a lil’ house shoppin’, and buy me a crib
[00:55.52]It’s palm trees and pretty bitches out in Cali kid
[00:58.11]I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks
[01:00.95]Have some supermodel bitches come and suck on some dick
[01:03.94]Mama’d turn in her grave if I married a white chick
[01:06.58]But Becky’ll suck the chrome off a Chevy and shit
[01:09.45]Niggas be wearin’ fake shines, I’m rockin’ a lil’ charm
[01:12.19]30 carats on the pinky, kiss the ring on the Don
[01:14.92]Crack open that Cali bud, stuff the weed in the palm
[01:17.28]Nigga you hustle, but me I’ll hustle harder
[01:23.23]I got what you need, them trees, that hard, that powder
[01:29.08]My niggas move G-packs, every hour on the hour
[01:34.45]They shoot when I say shoot, so I’m in a position of power
[01:39.23]You fuck around if you wanna
[01:41.07]Where I’m from, you learn to blend in, or get touched
[01:42.97]I don’t need niggas for support, I don’t walk with a crutch
[01:45.55]Niggas know my steez, they don’t fuck with me son
[01:48.26]You got a appetite for hollow-tips, I’ll feed you my gun
[01:51.06]This is that Ferrari F-50 shit, its real laid back
[01:53.75]Type shit you recline to in the Maybachs
[01:56.86]I got two shooters now, on the run from the fuzz
[01:59.52]You get the same shit for ten bodies, you get for one cuz
[02:02.69]I live life in the fast lane, 100 miles an hour
[02:05.83]Chrome and some wood grain
[02:07.25]You know a nigga still really tryna move ‘caine
[02:09.94]Make a lil’ extra money on the side mayne
[02:12.68]I ain’t playin’, I’m up early with the birds word
[02:15.63]Puttin’ that work in
[02:16.83]Pirrelli’s on the Porsche chirpin’, I’m making moves
[02:19.24]I got a hundred mil from music, a hundred grand from crack
[02:22.30]Goin’ to see my jeweler, so I can blow a stack
[02:24.68]Nigga you hustle, but me I’ll hustle harder
[02:29.77]I got what you need; them trees, that hard, that powder
[02:35.33]My niggas move G-packs, every hour on the hour
[02:40.94]They shoot when I say shoot, so I’m in a position of power
[02:46.22]You fuck around if you wanna
[02:57.61]Year of Release: 2005