[Skit: 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks] Man, we gotta go get somethin' to eat Man, I'm hungry as a motherfucker Ayo man, damn What's takin' homie so long, son? 50, calm down, he coming (*nine gunshots*) Ahh, ohh! What the fuck?! Ah, son, pull off, pull off [Intro: 50 Cent] Many men wish death upon me Blood in my eye, dawg, and I can't see I'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to be And niggas tryin' to take my life away (C'mon) I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin' with me My back on the wall, now you gon' see Better watch how you talk when you talk about me ‘Cause I'll come and take your life away [Chorus: 50 Cent] Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Now man, these pussy niggas puttin' money on my head Go on and get your refund, motherfucker, I ain't dead I'm the diamond in the dirt that ain't been found I'm the underground king, and I ain't been crowned When I rhyme, somethin' special happened every time I'm the greatest, somethin' like Ali in his prime I walk the block with the bundles I've been knocked on the humble Swing the ox when I rumble, show your ass what my gun do Got a temper, nigga, go 'head, lose your head Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs I walk around, gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over [Chorus: 50 Cent] Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Sunny days wouldn't be special if it wasn't for rain Joy wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain Death gotta be easy, ‘cause life is hard It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred This is for my niggas on the block twistin' trees in cigars For the niggas on lock doin' life behind bars I don't say "Only God can judge me," ‘cause I see things clear Crooked-ass crackers will give my black-ass a hundred years I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don Like Malcolm by any means with my gun in my palm Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me I thought we was cool, why you want me to die, homie? [Chorus: 50 Cent] Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me [Verse 3: 50 Cent] Every night I talk to God, but he don't say nothin' back I know he protectin' me, but I still stay with my gat In my nightmares, niggas keep pullin' TECs on me Psychic says some bitch done put a hex on me The feds didn't know much when 'Pac got shot I got a kite from the pens that told me Tut got knocked I ain't gon' spell it out for you mu'fuckas all the time Are you illiterate, nigga? You can't read between the lines? In the Bible, it says what goes around, comes around "Hommo" shot me, three weeks later he got shot down Now it's clear that I'm here for a real reason ‘Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fuckin' breathin' [Chorus: 50 Cent] Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me
Man we gotta go get something to eat man I'm hungry than a motherfucker Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son? 50, calm down man, he comin' Ah son, pull up! pull up! Many men, wish death upon me Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be And niggas trying to take my life away (c'mon) Put a hole in a nigga for fucking with me My back on the wall, now you gon' see Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me 'Cause I'll come and take your life away Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Now these pussy niggas putting money on my head Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned When I rhyme, something special happen every time I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime I walk the block with the bundles I've been knocked on the humble Swing the ox when I rumble Show your ass what my gun do Got a temper nigga, go 'head, lose your head Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs I walk around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder 'Til I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain Death gotta be easy 'cause life is hard It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred This if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and cigars For the niggas on lock, doing life behind bars I don't say, "Only God can judge me" 'cause I see things clear Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie? (homie) Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Every night I talk to God but he don't say nothing back I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat In my nightmares, niggas keep pulling Tecs on me Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines In the bible it says, "What goes around, comes around" Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason 'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing (breathing) Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me
To all my hood mens who survived getting stabbed or shot or in any way getting attacked in the hood. Me i got burned but me good cause we cant be stopped .
As a person who has been shot physically in the chest and the bullet remained lodged in my bone. I enjoy music such as this. I make a promise to only bring you the realest. My music might be good if anybody has the time to show love. I will send all the love back 10x. Thank you 💎💎💎 -BEARZZ
“In the bible it says what goes around comes around hommo shot me 3 weeks later he got shot down now it’s clear I’m here for a real reason cause he got hit like I got hit but he ain’t f*ckin breathing” 🥴
[Skit: 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks] Damn, you gotta go get somethin' to eat, man I'm hungrier than a motherfucker, man Ayo, man Damn, what's takin' homie so long, son? 50, calm down, man, he coming Ah! (Oh, what the fuck?) Ah, son, pull off, pull off! [Intro: 50 Cent] Many men wish death upon me Blood in my eye, dawg, and I can't see I'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to be And niggas tryin' to take my life away (C'mon) I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin' with me My back on the wall, now you gon' see Better watch how you talk when you talk about me 'Cause I'll come and take your life away Lewis Capaldi 'Wish You The Best' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified [Chorus: 50 Cent] Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Now man, these pussy niggas puttin' money on my head Go on and get your refund, motherfucker, I ain't dead I'm the diamond in the dirt that ain't been found I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned When I rhyme, somethin' special happened every time I'm the greatest, somethin' like Ali in his prime I walk the block with the bundles, I've been knocked on the humble Swing the ox when I rumble, show your ass what my gun do Got a temper, nigga, go 'head, lose your head Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs I walk around, gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder 'Til I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over [Chorus: 50 Cent] Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Sunny days wouldn't be special if it wasn't for rain Joy wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred This is for my niggas on the block twistin' trees in cigars For the niggas on lock doin' life behind bars I don't say "only God can judge me," 'cause I see things clear Crooked-ass crackers will give my black-ass a hundred years I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don Like Malcolm by any means with my gun in my palm Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me I thought we was cool, why you want me to die, homie? (Homie) [Chorus: 50 Cent] Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me [Verse 3: 50 Cent] Every night I talk to God, but he don't say nothin' back I know he protectin' me, but I still stay with my gat In my nightmares, niggas keep pullin' TECs on me Psychic says some bitch done put a hex on me The feds didn't know much when Pac got shot I got a kite from the pens that told me Tut got knocked I ain't gon' spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time Are you illiterate, nigga? You can't read between the lines? In the Bible, it says what goes around, comes around Hommo shot me, three weeks later he got shot down Now it's clear that I'm here for a real reason 'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fuckin' breathin' [Chorus: 50 Cent] Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me
menemen hakkında kısa bilgilendirme yorumu ; Menemen tarifi, Türk mutfağının sevilen bir kahvaltılık yemeğidir. Genellikle domates, biber ve yumurtayla yapılan bu lezzetli yemek, farklı malzemelerle de zenginleştirilebilir. Menemen tarifi için genellikle doğranmış domates ve biberler önce sotelenir, ardından çırpılmış yumurta eklenir ve karıştırılarak pişirilir. İsteğe bağlı olarak sucuk, peynir veya baharatlar da eklenerek çeşitlendirilebilir. Menemen, Türk mutfağının vazgeçilmez bir lezzeti olarak bilinir.
Normal people listen to the regular version but go hunting playing this mf the whole street gone look crazy 👀 this fro true 😈 that’s out for revenge 🤔🤫
Our Creator and Jesus are waiting on us to come to them just build a relationship with him he loves you very much turn to himJohn 3:16 For God loves the world so much that he have his only begotten son so that whomever believeth in him shall not perish but gain everlasting lifePsalms 23:4 As I walk through the valley and shadow of death I fear no evil for you are with me,my staff my rod my comfort 1 Corinthians 15:1-4, the gospel by which we are SAVED, Jesus died for our sins was buried and rose again on the third day !
If you enjoyed this, check out the other edits on my channel. All songs are hand picked by me, lots of classic rap. Peace and love
Peace and love!
Peace and love brothers
Orginal version is when you need to let some anger out, this version is for when your going through it in life.
Preach that one son.
i'm tryna be what i'm destined to be
and niggas trying to make my life away
@@Ryan-Ellis But ZaggiN tryin to take my life away
nah this version is for when u high af
This song really raised awareness of just how fucked up NYC can really be
u from there?
Nah there were plenty of songs before this one that raised awareness
@@davadreviewer5509 yea for real this guy forget about Nas, Mobb Deep, Wu-Tang, and tons more
😊😗
🤓
"He got shot like i got shot but he ain't fu**in breathin", Bro that just..
Shout out to all the peeps who survived being shot we can’t be stopped baby
🙏
3 to the back. Know we don't count shit below the waist.... -HkB
I know u ain't never been shot
@@Jables23173 to the head and one in the chest . Respect
2 in right foot🎉
Blacks always got the best things best music best fashion best food in America music is worldwide
Slowed songs of 50 hit different
Real 🗿
This sounds so fire🔥🔥🔥 good job
Appreciate it
Why is this song so hard?🔥🔥
Some say he still cocking that gun
Yeah it’s been year and still doing the same thing
Gun must be JAM 😏
@@mcater10 2 years still jamed
Straight heat 🔥🔥🔥
no doubt fam
You gave me something else to get high to
🤓
0:16 One of the greatest beats of all time.
I can’t get over this song
That drum sound too good💪🏾💪🏾
TOP 10 GOOD VYBES WOOOW PERFECTION THE MUSIC
[Skit: 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks]
Man, we gotta go get somethin' to eat
Man, I'm hungry as a motherfucker
Ayo man, damn
What's takin' homie so long, son?
50, calm down, he coming
(*nine gunshots*)
Ahh, ohh! What the fuck?!
Ah, son, pull off, pull off
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Many men wish death upon me
Blood in my eye, dawg, and I can't see
I'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas tryin' to take my life away (C'mon)
I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin' with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk when you talk about me
‘Cause I'll come and take your life away
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord, I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Now man, these pussy niggas puttin' money on my head
Go on and get your refund, motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt that ain't been found
I'm the underground king, and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, somethin' special happened every time
I'm the greatest, somethin' like Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when I rumble, show your ass what my gun do
Got a temper, nigga, go 'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around, gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord, I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Sunny days wouldn't be special if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, ‘cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This is for my niggas on the block twistin' trees in cigars
For the niggas on lock doin' life behind bars
I don't say "Only God can judge me," ‘cause I see things clear
Crooked-ass crackers will give my black-ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die, homie?
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord, I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Every night I talk to God, but he don't say nothin' back
I know he protectin' me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep pullin' TECs on me
Psychic says some bitch done put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much when 'Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me Tut got knocked
I ain't gon' spell it out for you mu'fuckas all the time
Are you illiterate, nigga? You can't read between the lines?
In the Bible, it says what goes around, comes around
"Hommo" shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here for a real reason
‘Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fuckin' breathin'
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord, I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
what a beast
Thank you bro this hits home 💔R.I.P Deuce x R.I.P JOKER💔
Sunny days wouldn't be special if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
the gun has like 10,000 bullets cocked in it at this point
That intro insane
Thank You!
Underrated
legend saya that gun is still loading
Love it maine
fire fam
Dziękuje🐝
Me and the bois get bullied by everyone in our grade i guess you can say many men wish death on us 💀
Even the angel of death thinks twice when it comes to me
ouço essa aqui todas as vezes antes de entrar na escola cumprimentando todo mundo e me imaginando o José Mourinho
Cold 🥶
I love this song
Holy shit nicee
Oh yea fire
50 Cent
This is gonna eventually make me Mike Tyson swear 50 is built differently
it's my favorite song
G-Unit
Nostalgia
De mais
Betta watch how ya talk wen you talk bout me, Cuz ill come take ya lyfe away. 🔥🔥
Muitos homens, desejam minha morte
Mas eu não choro mais
Não olho para os céus
Tenho minha arma comigo...
Eres hermosa
@@mat7083 simp
🥶🥶🥶
Mini men
Baba
A+
ELLE VEUX QUE TA BQUEtTTe.
This brings me back to high school shit was real back then what happened?
love this :)
Reverb is killing slowed music
Slowed music to me is usually too slow, I try to find a good balance and don’t overdo the reverb
@@reverbandchill3425 it should be the equivalent of slowing a 45 to 33, no reverb. I guess I'm a traditionalist. RIP Screw
@@TrillMurray two diff types of editing IMO
when 50 said "when pop got shot" I immedieatly thought of Pop Smoke damn, I know there's no correlation but that shit crazy.
He was saying Pac, as in 2Pac
@@reverbandchill3425 Oh i’m trippin that makes more sense 💀
🔥🔥🔥🔥
😍😍😍😍
thank you
Omg 🔥
When they find you in your cabin
0:16
;)
Curtis Jackson
Banks telling 50 "calm down" always rubbed me wrong; my paranoia is screaming "SETUP"
That pistol is jammed
Man we gotta go get something to eat man
I'm hungry than a motherfucker
Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
50, calm down man, he comin'
Ah son, pull up! pull up!
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas trying to take my life away (c'mon)
Put a hole in a nigga for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your life away
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Now these pussy niggas putting money on my head
Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when I rumble
Show your ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go 'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
'Til I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy 'cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and cigars
For the niggas on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't say, "Only God can judge me" 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie? (homie)
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Every night I talk to God but he don't say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep pulling Tecs on me
Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
In the bible it says, "What goes around, comes around"
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing (breathing)
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
💥💥🔫
Jackson
To all my hood mens who survived getting stabbed or shot or in any way getting attacked in the hood. Me i got burned but me good cause we cant be stopped .
4:14
menemen
Menemenemenemen
gangunit
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
The angel of death can have my life I don't fear death
Think the guns coked now
@Kayn Zero 😂 😂
As a person who has been shot physically in the chest and the bullet remained lodged in my bone. I enjoy music such as this. I make a promise to only bring you the realest. My music might be good if anybody has the time to show love. I will send all the love back 10x. Thank you 💎💎💎
-BEARZZ
❤..Hell..❤
Colors and lines from Grand theft...
Cool album
“In the bible it says what goes around comes around hommo shot me 3 weeks later he got shot down now it’s clear I’m here for a real reason cause he got hit like I got hit but he ain’t f*ckin breathing” 🥴
[Skit: 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks]
Damn, you gotta go get somethin' to eat, man
I'm hungrier than a motherfucker, man
Ayo, man
Damn, what's takin' homie so long, son?
50, calm down, man, he coming
Ah! (Oh, what the fuck?)
Ah, son, pull off, pull off!
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Many men wish death upon me
Blood in my eye, dawg, and I can't see
I'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas tryin' to take my life away (C'mon)
I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin' with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your life away
Lewis Capaldi 'Wish You The Best' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord, I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Now man, these pussy niggas puttin' money on my head
Go on and get your refund, motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt that ain't been found
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, somethin' special happened every time
I'm the greatest, somethin' like Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles, I've been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when I rumble, show your ass what my gun do
Got a temper, nigga, go 'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around, gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
'Til I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord, I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Sunny days wouldn't be special if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This is for my niggas on the block twistin' trees in cigars
For the niggas on lock doin' life behind bars
I don't say "only God can judge me," 'cause I see things clear
Crooked-ass crackers will give my black-ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die, homie? (Homie)
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord, I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Every night I talk to God, but he don't say nothin' back
I know he protectin' me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep pullin' TECs on me
Psychic says some bitch done put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me Tut got knocked
I ain't gon' spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate, nigga? You can't read between the lines?
In the Bible, it says what goes around, comes around
Hommo shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fuckin' breathin'
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord, I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
prime 50 cent :
Thinking 🤔
when you finally clean your gun
🎱🎱🎱🎱
I almost got shot for not telling. This song hits harder slower
Eren Yeager's theme song (pre chapter 139)
lmaooo 50 slowed down just sounds like regular french montana 🤣
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despicable
menemen hakkında kısa bilgilendirme yorumu ; Menemen tarifi, Türk mutfağının sevilen bir kahvaltılık yemeğidir. Genellikle domates, biber ve yumurtayla yapılan bu lezzetli yemek, farklı malzemelerle de zenginleştirilebilir. Menemen tarifi için genellikle doğranmış domates ve biberler önce sotelenir, ardından çırpılmış yumurta eklenir ve karıştırılarak pişirilir. İsteğe bağlı olarak sucuk, peynir veya baharatlar da eklenerek çeşitlendirilebilir. Menemen, Türk mutfağının vazgeçilmez bir lezzeti olarak bilinir.
Jr
Jose Mourinho.
Jose Mourinho theme song
Tiktok kids when the song isnt slowed + reverbed: 😢😢😢
Normal people listen to the regular version but go hunting playing this mf the whole street gone look crazy 👀 this fro true 😈 that’s out for revenge 🤔🤫
Why is this anime guy reloading his gun so much?
Clearing a jam
найдите автору девушку он уже надоел передёргивать
Curtis
Jerry michaud 23
Our Creator and Jesus are waiting on us to come to them just build a relationship with him he loves you very much turn to himJohn 3:16 For God loves the world so much that he have his only begotten son so that whomever believeth in him shall not perish but gain everlasting lifePsalms 23:4 As I walk through the valley and shadow of death I fear no evil for you are with me,my staff my rod my comfort 1 Corinthians 15:1-4, the gospel by which we are SAVED, Jesus died for our sins was buried and rose again on the third day !
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FAitH EVANS AgaIN.
3:34
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The intro beat gotta be the most dreadful beat I’ve heard
Weak
wah wah
Why was Lloyd Banks saying he was hungry as a mf but told 50 to calm down 😂😂😂😂
Musica tão boa quanto tomar 9 tiros
50 Cent