Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ 50 Cent - If I can't ------------------------------------------ Yea, ha ha, yea, yea [Hook: 50 Cent] If I cant do well, homey, it cant be done Now Ima let the champagne bottle pop Ima take it to the top Fo sho Ima make it hot, baby (baby) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop Stand alone squeezin my pistol Im sure that I gotta Now Peter Piper picked peppers and dont rock rhymes Im 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines Tell niggaz, Get they money right, cuz I got mine And Im around quit playin nigga you cant shine You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk After bein hit by the pump, is that whut you want? Be easy nigga, Ill lay your ass out Believe me nigga, thats whut Im about, gangsta You could find a nigga sittin on chrome Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas Im gone (Yea!) [Hook: 50 Cent] If I cant do well, homey, it cant be done Now Ima let the champagne bottle pop Ima take it to the top Fo sho Ima make it hot, baby (baby) [Verse 2: 50 Cent (Dr Dre)] Im down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack em You holdin a strap, he might come back so clap em React like a gangsta, die like a gangsta for actin Cuz youll get hit homicidell be askin, Whut happened? OH NO look who clapped em with the FOFO 20 inch rims sittin CHRO-CHROME Eastside, Westside niggaz OH NO, NO GO Even my mama said, Something really wrong with my brain Niggaz dont rob me they know Im down to die for my chain G-UNIT! We get it poppin in the hood G-UNIT! Muthafucka whuts good? Im waitin on niggaz to act like they dont know how to act I had a sip of too much Jack, Ill blow em off the map With the mack, thinkin its all rap Til that ass get clapped and Doc say Its a wrap (Its a wrap, nigga) [Hook: 50 Cent] If I cant do well, homey, it cant be done Now Ima let the champagne bottle pop Ima take it to the top Fo sho Ima make it hot, baby (baby) [Verse 3: 50 Cent] I been feelin i had to teach lessons to slow learners Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner I dont fight fair, Im dirty-dirty Im from Southside Jamaica, Queens, nigga yaheard me? When streetlights come on niggaz blast the nines Get locked up, they read books to pass the time In the game theres ups and downs, so I stay on the grind Niggaz on my dick more than my bitch, I stay on they mind They aint nothin they could do to stop my shine This is Gods plan homey, this aint mine I played the music loud so Grandpa called me a nuisance And Grandma; who always gotta throw a 100 percent Im the drop out who made more more money than these teachers Roofless/Ruthless like the Coupe but I come with more features I am whut I am, you could like it or love it It feels good to pull 50 grand think nothin of it Fuck it [Hook: 50 Cent] If I cant do well, homey, it cant be done Now Ima let the champagne bottle pop Ima take it to the top Fo sho Ima make it hot, baby (baby) If I cant do well, homey, it cant be done Now Ima let the champagne bottle pop Ima take it to the top Fo sho Ima make it hot, baby (baby) Uh huh, hood make it hot Dr Dre, Aftermath Shady, ha ha