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

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