50 Cent - Ghetto Qu'ran (Power of the Dollar Album)

  • Ghetto Quran (Forgive Me Pt. 1)"
    [talking]
    Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
    Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south?
    One time
    [Chorus]
    Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
    Over and over again, just to stay on top
    I recall memories, filled with sin
    Over and over again, and again
    Yo, when you hear talk of the Southside, you hear talk of the team
    See niggas feared Prince and respected Preme
    For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down iller
    See Preme was a business man and Prince was the killer
    Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
    This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit
    The roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get blunted
    Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
    As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
    I used to idolize Cat
    Hurt me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat, how he go out like that?
    Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin
    I ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-R
    Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
    Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
    From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be surprised
    Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with pies
    Like L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connect
    Them niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
    Fuckin Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
    [Chorus]
    That first verse is just a dose of the shit that I'm on
    Consider this the first chapter in the ghetto's Quran
    I know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and Joe
    And Prince and Righteous from Hillside with the mole on his nose
    Throughout my struggles through the hood, I started learnin
    Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin
    Man I'm a get cheese like Chaz then run through wips like Cigar
    Gamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata
    Po-po under pressure too, they know what they facin
    Go against crews like B-Bo and killers like Pappy Mason
    A lotta niggas I know been corrupted since birth
    Enticed to rob nuns for fun, for everything they worth
    I know some cats that hail at old complexes like Cooley Wall
    Together niggas stand and divided they fall
    Round here, shook niggas they keep it in motion
    Come around here with your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean
    Lord knows, Tommy had loved and sold
    Helicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie VaTonne interior
    Might sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious
    Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch the money
    Had money out the ass, he politic like the Asian
    FEDs couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion
    [Chorus]
    Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yo
    The twins was some queens but got crazy cream with Alpo
    Throughout my time I heard tales of Himey, Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky
    Cally
    Rodney Bump and Chick, shit
    A lot a niggas flow the way I flow
    but ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I know
    Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
    If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
    Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confused
    And if you watch the news you see playas in this game that lose
    I'm forgettin Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
    Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money Bags
    And a conversation over shrimp and lobster
    And Benny Hiners heard Chico stopped boxin, and started robbin diners
    Shout out to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Black Will
    If the flow don't kill you the Mac will
    [Chorus]

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