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50 Cent – Up In Da Club

Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on September 4th, 2009

Monophonic Ringtones : 50 Cent – Up In Da Club

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Up In Da Club’s Lyric

[50 Cent]
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, shorty
It’s your birthday
We gon’ party like it’s your birthday
We gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday
And you know we don’t give a f**k
cause it’s not your birthday!

[Chorus (2x)]
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami i got the X ,if you into takin drugs
Im into havin s*x i aint into makin love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed

[Verse]
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it’s 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I f**k with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna f**k
But homie ain’t nothing change hoes down, G’s up
I see Xzibit in the Cut that nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you’ll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp (Im ight)
In the hood, In L.A, they saying “50 you hot”
They like me, I want them to love me like they love ‘Pac
But holla in New York them niggas’ll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I’m full of focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I’m still on the grind
Now shorty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go

[Chorus (2x)]

[Bridge]
My flow, my show brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels
Look nigga i done came up and i ain’t change.

[Verse]
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you’d be happy I made it
I’m that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
When my jaws get to bumpin in the club it’s on
I wink my eye at you b**ch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherf**ker burn
If you talking bout money homie, I ain’t concerned
I’m a tell you what Banks told me cause go ‘head switch the style up
If the niggas hate then let ‘em hate
and watch the money pile up
Or we go upside they head wit a bottle of bub
They know where we f**kin’ be

[Chorus (2x)]

[Talking]
[Laughing] Don’t try to act like you ain’t know where we been either nigga, but i lo chupe a junior yeah
In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
G-Unit

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50 Cent – That Aint Gangsta

Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on September 4th, 2009

Monophonic Ringtones : 50 Cent – That Aint Gangsta

Click on the above link to send the 50 Cent – That Aint Gangsta monophonic ringtone to your Sprint phones.

That Aint Gangsta’s Lyric

[Verse 1:]
How you gonna take this? like a Man or a b**ch?
you gon’ get it on nigga or you gon’ snitch?
I represent niggas in the hood gettin’ rich
man, I stack chips and I unload clips
after 3 Summers in the joint I thought life was hard
some niggas started fightin’, some niggas found God
you know me, started sellin’ leek in the yard
yo, I ran into niggas who used to have Hummers
big as Hell in the joint wearin’ ’86 numbers
damm Dog, you been in here that long?
you could think that, but say that and yo’ a*s is dead wrong
a convo is only three words, “yo whattup”
you ain’t gotta work out to leave this b**ch cut up
let a nigga find out you on some goin’ home s**t
and you tryin’ to bounce without payin’ a loan, s**t
some niggas beat cases on the strength of they cream
after the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they team
I’m hard as Hell to get along wit’ so it never fails
a nigga I got beef with end up in the same jail
he had a L rolled in bible paper blowin’ the lye
I sent him a little kite just to be blowin’ his high
and when I shot you in NewYork why would I box you now?
If I catch you in the yard I’m'a ox you down
niggas you think is real really can’t hold they own
I’ll have ‘em on some E.T. s**t tryin’ to phone home
in here a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chrome
it’s similar, infact they’ll both split ya dome
scars are souvenirs, niggas always take ‘em home.

[Chorus]
You got blown over the jack? (that ain’t gangsta)
Your Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain’t gangsta)
rockin’ a vest with no gat? (that ain’t gangsta)
you only a thug when you rap? (that ain’t gangsta)
niggas jooked you for your track? (that ain’t gangsta)
you ran to other thugs to get it back? (that ain’t gangsta)
niggas ran off with your packs? (that ain’t gangsta)
If you ain’t bustin’ ya gat (that ain’t gangsta)

[Verse 2:]
You’d call me an Animal if you seen me livin’ on lock
I stay in a box cats be shook when I’m visitin’ pop-ulation
when I walk by, niggas like “Fifty don’t play Son”
“yeah, somethin’ really wrong with that nigga…”
max out, I’m goin’ straight for the glock
bust a u-turn, I’m goin’ straight to the block
the things that’ll happen if niggas say I can’t eat
down goes the window….out goes the heat
I’ll make the whole block look like a f**kin’ trackmeet
some get it in the leg, some get it in the back
some get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmax
nigga pump my packs or pay poor tax
it’s extortion, it happens in the hood often
claim more lives than choices, free abortions
Rich Nice says I got a problem with the dice
’cause I put the title to the Benz on the line twice
I rock s**t ’cause I stay on that block s**t
that 9mm Ruger to your knot s**t
see the difference is I’m real and you not, kid
I still stash crack money in my sock, s**t
ya’ll niggas wanna pop s**t? I pop clips
leave with your blood on my mink in the drop Six
Guiliani and Pataki can’t stop this
since ’86 my whole clique pop Criss.

[Chorus]
5-5-1 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
1-3-4 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
What the f**k you know about that?

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50 Cent – Pimp

Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on September 4th, 2009

Monophonic Ringtones : 50 Cent – Pimp

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Pimp’s Lyric

[Chorus]
I don’t know what you heard about me
But a b**ch can’t get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can’t see
That I’m a motherf**king P-I-M-P
[Repeat]

[Verse 1]
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that a*s up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the b**ch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cause I’m from New York
I ain’t that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I’m that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
B**ch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look baby this is simple, you can’t see
You f**king with me, you f**king with a P-I-M-P

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
I’m bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me
If you f**king with me, I’m a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, b**ch I’m a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV
From the backseat of my V, I’m a P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone, I’m the one you should call
I’ll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I can solve’em, they big or they small
That other nigga you be with ain’t bout s**t
I’m your friend, your father, and confidant, B**CH

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a hoe til I got a b**ch confused
She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes
I’m shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this hoe you can have her, when I’m done I ain’t gon keep her
Man, b**ches come and go, every nigga pimpin know
You saying it’s secret, but you ain’t gotta keep it on the low
B**ch choose with me, I’ll have you stripping in the street
Put my other hoes down, you get your a*s beat
Now Nik my bottom b**ch, she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your hoe out of pocket, I’ll put a charge on a b**ch
Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six
Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain’t paying b**ch
Catch a date, s**k a d**k, shiiit, TRICK

[Chorus]

Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there’s no b’ness like show b’ness
In the hood they say, there’s no b’ness like hoe b’ness ya know
They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil faster
I ain’t got to slow down for you to catch up, B**CH

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50 Cent – Disco Inferno

Posted by Sprintringtones.org in Monophonic (1 - 9) on September 3rd, 2009

Monophonic Ringtones : 50 Cent – Disco Inferno

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Disco Inferno’s Lyric

[Hook x2]
Lil’ mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake… shake… shake that a*s girl.

[Verse 1]
Go, Go, Go, 50 in the house – bounce, y’all already know what I’m about.
The flow sounds sicker over Dre’ drums nigga,
I ain’t stupid – I see Doc and my dope come quicker.
Whoa!
Shorty’ hips is hypnotic, she moves is so erotic, but watch – I’m like bounce that a*sss girl.
I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, front in here, we’ll thump in here.
Oooohh.
I’m so gutter, so ghetto, so hood.
So gully, so grimey, what’s good?
Outside, the Benz on dubs -
I’m in the club wit the snubs – don’t start nothin’, it won’t be nothin’.
Uuuhhh.

[Hook x2]
Lil’ mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake.. shake.. shake that a*s girl.

[Verse 2]
Let’s party, everybody stand up.
Everybody put ya hands up.
Let’s party, everybody bounce wit me.
Sip champagne and burn a little greenery.
This hot.
Disco Inferno, let’s go.
You are now rockin wit a pro.
I get toed to flip dough to get more, fo sho’.
Get my drank on nigga on the dance floor.
Look homie I don’t dance all i do is this.
It’s the same 2-step wit a lil’ twist.
Listen pimpin’ I ain’t new to this, I’m true to this.
Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this s**t.
You mix a lil’ Cris with a little Don Perignon.
And a lil’ Hennessy, you know we ‘finna carry on.
Hollerin’ at these snakes in da club tryin’ to get right,
we gonna be up in this b**ch ’til we break daylight.

[Hook x2]
Lil’ mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake.. shake.. shake that a*s girl.

[Verse 3]
You see me shinin’, lit up with diamonds as I stay grindin’.
Uh-huh.
Homie you can catch me swoopin Bentley coupe and switchin lanes.
U see me rollin, you know I’m holdin, I’m about my paper, yeah.
Nigga I’m serious, I ain’t playin’, I’m embeded in ya brain, I’m off the chain.
G-Unit!
Next level now, turn it up a notch.
Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot.
Front on me, oh no, you know I’m loco.
Hands up on the dance floor, ok let’s go!

[Hook x2]
Lil’ mama show me how you move it,
Go ahead put ya back into it,
Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it,
Shake.. shake.. shake that a*s girl.

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