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50 Cent - Текст песни Come & Go
I make 'em move
 I make 'em move
 I make it hot up in here
 Look around, see what we got up in here
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin', bitch
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin', bitch
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick
 They said we couldn't do it, look now, I did it
 I topped 'In Da Club', I'm still sippin' the bubb'
 The drama, I'm widdit, I get biz, you get it
 I breezed on that shiddit, I split your widdig
 That's why a nigga bit it, I can't forget it
 I said I didn't do it, witnesses said I did it
 I'm fresh out on bail, my Benz is all kitted
 Five TVs, my rims is so siddick
 I cruise through your bitch and just fall in love with it
 Baby, come in, girl, I wanna give it to you
 Once I'm in, the sound, I'm a freak with it
 Money come quiddick, hot shit, I spit it
 G-Unit kitted, blue New York fitted
 Shorty wanna cut, oh yeah, I'm with it
 She come to my hotel room, she know she gon' get it
 It's exercise, my homey he been waitin', he next to ride
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin', bitch
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick
 50 Cent - Come & Go - http://ru.motolyrics.com/50-cent/come-and-go-lyrics.html
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin', bitch
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick
 People always talkin' 'bout my reputation
 I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em
 I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em, I don't love 'em
 I don't care what she do with him
 It's all good with me, so ooh
 Yeah, they can't do it how I do it, I'm number 1, I knew it
 I thug, do my thang, and gangsters bop to it
 It's hit after hit, damn, I'm on the road
 I'm like James Brown now, man, I got soul
 Naw, I ain't a pimp but hell yeah, I got hoes
 I was born due to this, when I breathe I make a killin'
 You think I'm bullshittin', my money touchin' the ceiling
 Can't buy condos, I'm buyin' the whole buildin'
 I'm pissin' the wrong women, R. Kelly do it to children
 You bet against me, boy, I'ma hurt your feelings
 'Cause over and over I'ma keep on winnin'
 My Rolls Royce tinted, your Phantom rented
 That's why we never ever, ever see you in the hood with it
 Man, e'rybody know, like anywhere I go
 When 50 in the club, shit just go out of control
 You can blame it on Em or blame it on Dre, okay
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin', bitch
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin', bitch
 Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
 Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick














