Lirik Lagu A Little Bit Of Everything U.T.P. - 50 Cent
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(feat. Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Juvenile, Skip, Young Buck)
[Skip]Everytime I'm in the kitchen, you in the kitchenLet me finish this brick, 'fore you put that fish inListen, I know we just came from fishinBut I'm on a mission, you see, there's money that I'm missinI got 'em posted, so the move and I'm gonna murder y'allYou and all the trouble goin through by servin y'allAnd only cause my man heard of y'allOther than that, shit, y'all won't get served at all
[Tony Yayo]I went from oodles and noodles to lobster and shrimpI went from bare bubble coats, to brand new minksAnd yo my neck upgraded, my wrist's upgradedI stay C of F, I ain't got time for JacobI'm still on the strip, tryin to get my grims offNigga tryin to flip and its a Mexican stand offI put a hole in your grill, with the nine milDressed in all black, lookin for souls to steal
[Chorus - 2X]Little bit of dust, little bit of cocaineLittle bit of dro, little bit of heroineA littlE bit of ecstacyThat's why your bitch want to be next to meWe sell a little bit a everything
[Young Buck]I put the two Mags, up to your doo ragAnd rockaby baby, I'm in the blue Jag with new tags, in case you wanna chaseI never knew that, the impact, comin up out a Desert EagleA make a nigga wob and wiggle screamin call my peopleWe got these fiends pourin liters, and they shootin needlesNeed to be takin your connection, cause we got it cheaperShit I ain't new to this, I met this air stewardessWho knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out, nigga
[Lloyd Banks]Ya if I put a dress code all black, nine hows and a laserAnd the party is an ink pen, bottle, or a razorYour hollerin for praise ya, catch me in the hood with a model named TayshaAnd the swallow game majorThese cowards ain't gangsta, they tellin you lies by sellin you dreamsAnd they ain't fill ins, they fiendsPlus they rat, and it's too hot to chill in the sunMy pops 39 years old, and still on the run
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]Wodie what you want, you want dope, you want cokeWodie what you want, you want X, you want droShit you got beef, I got a tec and a fo'You feelin' hot and moist, I even get you a hoIf you don't got no whip, I get you a carIf you don't got no skills, I get your some moreMy nigga we don't cut it, we serve it rawGot anythin you want, play us awful hard
[50 Cent]My 22's bling, so niggaz scheme745i clean, this little shell nigga, fuck a triple beamCoffee pot to cook coke, Joe to smoke, I was born to locMethod cut the coke, 50 no jokeI ain't "Scarface", no women, no kids, I don't give a fuckBetter teach that bitch, and that little nigga to duckWith a P-90 Ruger, I put shots all through yaIf you survive you gonna feel what talent do to ya
[Skip]Everytime I'm in the kitchen, you in the kitchenLet me finish this brick, 'fore you put that fish inListen, I know we just came from fishinBut I'm on a mission, you see, there's money that I'm missinI got 'em posted, so the move and I'm gonna murder y'allYou and all the trouble goin through by servin y'allAnd only cause my man heard of y'allOther than that, shit, y'all won't get served at all
[Tony Yayo]I went from oodles and noodles to lobster and shrimpI went from bare bubble coats, to brand new minksAnd yo my neck upgraded, my wrist's upgradedI stay C of F, I ain't got time for JacobI'm still on the strip, tryin to get my grims offNigga tryin to flip and its a Mexican stand offI put a hole in your grill, with the nine milDressed in all black, lookin for souls to steal
[Chorus - 2X]Little bit of dust, little bit of cocaineLittle bit of dro, little bit of heroineA littlE bit of ecstacyThat's why your bitch want to be next to meWe sell a little bit a everything
[Young Buck]I put the two Mags, up to your doo ragAnd rockaby baby, I'm in the blue Jag with new tags, in case you wanna chaseI never knew that, the impact, comin up out a Desert EagleA make a nigga wob and wiggle screamin call my peopleWe got these fiends pourin liters, and they shootin needlesNeed to be takin your connection, cause we got it cheaperShit I ain't new to this, I met this air stewardessWho knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out, nigga
[Lloyd Banks]Ya if I put a dress code all black, nine hows and a laserAnd the party is an ink pen, bottle, or a razorYour hollerin for praise ya, catch me in the hood with a model named TayshaAnd the swallow game majorThese cowards ain't gangsta, they tellin you lies by sellin you dreamsAnd they ain't fill ins, they fiendsPlus they rat, and it's too hot to chill in the sunMy pops 39 years old, and still on the run
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]Wodie what you want, you want dope, you want cokeWodie what you want, you want X, you want droShit you got beef, I got a tec and a fo'You feelin' hot and moist, I even get you a hoIf you don't got no whip, I get you a carIf you don't got no skills, I get your some moreMy nigga we don't cut it, we serve it rawGot anythin you want, play us awful hard
[50 Cent]My 22's bling, so niggaz scheme745i clean, this little shell nigga, fuck a triple beamCoffee pot to cook coke, Joe to smoke, I was born to locMethod cut the coke, 50 no jokeI ain't "Scarface", no women, no kids, I don't give a fuckBetter teach that bitch, and that little nigga to duckWith a P-90 Ruger, I put shots all through yaIf you survive you gonna feel what talent do to ya
