Lyrics:
give you my two cents
I hear you talk a lot
But are you even content
I go by Ace, Iceman, or The Mac
With the pen I attack
When I'm wearing all black
I
what I do it for
But ever since then
they been give up the Coochie more
Cant go raw
No sushi boy
Can't go wrong
No losing boy
call my girl Jt
Cause she
and we gone! 50 Cent!
Leave a nigga on it
It's long - early in the morn'
We up with the birds
To put it in word is born
Give it a set dress! - We can write
the VIP by the pendant
Still in a meeting, be back in a minute
I tell her activate, throw it back, it got an appetite
Patek K call me six figures,
rap songs
And I ain't blaming 50 Cent, I can't blame T.I.P or JEEZY
Them brothers just making plenty paper off their life stories
See me, myself, I try
(50 Cent) G-Unit! Ha Ha! 50 Cent Hook: If some shots may happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me I be aight Niggaz could waiste ammo firin
bust it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
As long
50 Cent ain't gonna kill ya nigga, don't get doubted
Got your gun, well don't leave home without it
The Memphis niggas is rowdy rowdy
Them
No I do not fear no man I put fear in all these men
Yea I got me many men like my name was 50 cent
Before you approach the man do you know who
bros share they location
Gotta give it up to God for making me a dream chaser
So i ain't have to stay in my momma basement
Check this out i got a pack
to muh'fuckers tryin to jam me
I'm caked up so niggaz in my hood can't stand me
It's fuck 50, I stay in the drama
He love her, I fuck her, she's his baby's mama
contest
Me and you aren't the same, we have very different concepts
I kept it a buck 50 (I kept it a buck 50)
I kept it a buck 50 (I kept it a buck 50)
I
just let her ride, I give her the keys to it
Me and my bitch lay back in the Coupe
I'm movin in the neighborhood, I ain't passin through
I woulda been
dick
Bust a clip while I'm twisting a spliff
Ya man Dae could give a fuck less, I'm letting it rip
They all think I'm dead, when they see me they gonna
the lob
She eat dick corn on the cob
Did his bid got hit with fraud
Nigga diss know how that end
Save her name as 50 Cent lil bitch got hit by many men
Oh
Now it's my time to shine
Gotta stay on my grind
Count that money all the time
That's always on my mind
That four four wit me while I ride
Talk that
50 Cent Lloyd Banks!
Nobody get hurt if nobody don't move
Just give it up smooth (G-UNIT')
Motherfucker you move I'll flash my tool
And blast my
touch me
Me. That cost 50 cents
Whatever I still got plenty left
I'm in the zone. Danger. Twilight. Name it
Heart rate rise while climb in the rankings
Yo, yo, yo
What the fuck poppin' man
This the Drama King man
Yo who there, who dat, who there man?
(Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent nigga)
Muthafucka,
How the fuck you doing it to me?
How you running over babies and these
Kids that is less than three?
And these women, pure fertile, fruitful
Tryna give
He cant rap with me
Do it by myself
Different breed
Was the strategy
Niggas hella soft
They be sweet lika cavity
Staying with my arms
We together
buryin' my thug passion
I heard it's the bomb
And you got it goin' on
Give me some of your thug passion, baby (thug passion)
You got me drippin' wet
might not get a chance
It's a 50/50 chance that I might not get a chance
That's just what keeps me guessing
That's just what keeps me guessing
That's
of Kanye West and 50 Cent
Dropping on the same day, couldn't wait for our pay day
Me and my boys had a job, we worked the same place (T-Dot)
Worked for
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