Man, I run this rap shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Rest in peace to Biggie Smalls Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands
your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Nigga roll that good shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high [VERSE 1: 50 CENT] U
Tulkojums: 50 Cent. Touch Sky.
[Chorus - 50 Cent & Tony Yayo] Man I run this rap shit (Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high) Rest in peace to Biggie Smalls (Get ya hands
new asshole Flash your dough but you too cool for the captain 'Cause I don't give a fuck if I was quadruply platinum And to the 50 Cent rapper, very
you wanna die? - Murder aluminia, Fresh out the projects the chain on my neck! It's off limits, touch it touch the sky! Touch it I send you to your dead
Velma. I feel about you. You're like family to me. You're like one of my own. - l'll do for 50 bucks. [Velma Kelly] - 50 bucks for a phone call? You
style, style I got Guess who's on top [verse 1] Turns your TV man! Read one of my rhymes and answer me! Killaz will kill me? (yeah!) They can try! I'll touch the sky
So I Put A 100 Bars On It U Couldnt Make My Freestyle Whack If U Put Chico Debarg On It Im So Hard Homie I Swear To God Homie 50 Cent Still Bet His Fuckin
Niggas Ready? Come On Let's Go Handle That Braaaa Stick Em, Ha Ha Ha Stick Em Braaaa Stick Em, Ha Ha Ha Stick Em [50 Cent:] Robbery, Homicide, Fuck that
I fantastically damage crews Your style is Max Hedroom While I'm off the wall like Foxy Brown's picture in Kurupt's bedroom [Hook] [Deacon] Verbally I'm sky Touch
