Search results for 'like a dog by 50 cent' Page #11

don't you play some Mackavelli
Aye, I'm like cool, give me some head
I'm headlining shows in all states
Drunk, sober, high, in addittion to fifty
You call

am a Carnivore, take the bull by its horns We don’t get along like a Cat & a Dog Am the king of the jungle But my name ain’t Kong Guess whose intruding

If you make 50 cent
I need a quarter mane
Mistah always on the move
Delivering Ya order babe
Step in my ring
Shawty say
She the number 1 contender mane

turd
Nigga back up, you see him all night
Face shot, make a nigga hold that

He got eight by them bands like a snack
JVG, bitch, I'm heavy on that
I be

(60)
Let off 10 now I'm riding with 50
(Brddddd)
Spot my Vick 9 times like 50 cent
(Bow bow bow)
Just me and my pistol don't ride with many men
My young

Ima big dog you ain't nothin but a pup
Shit feel different when you get it out the mud
And fuck ya two cents I dont give two fucks
Fuck I look like

I had 50 cents
Onna bag of chips
Had to spend the shit
I'm legit
I get money quick
We buy everything
Everybody want a couple cents when I'm coming in

(Fifty Grand) okay, Fifty
(I love you, Balmain) blat!
(Out by 16 or dead on
The scene but together for fucking ever)

It's a dog eat dog world, nigga

Getting fucked up from the corner store yeah yeah
Buck fifty, told my dog I wanted more yeah yeah
Said I want it all little by little
Get a check

a feather
I fuck the bitch like the other bitch better
I'm twenty years, tryna get it together
She like a dog, tell her ass, I'ma pet her
I feel like Durk,

Most Hated Man in Frisco

Dre Dog

The New Jim Jones

2006

only paper that i like is money or zig-zags
rolled a blunt for that fool i didn't know (he didn't know)
Dre Dog get his amp from the lord indo
nigga

Most Hated Man in Frisco

Nard T.

Nard T. Presents...: Frisco Legends

only paper that i like is money or zig-zags
rolled a blunt for that fool i didn't know (he didn't know)
Dre Dog get his amp from the lord indo
nigga

all night
Schoolboy you better School ya boy
Hit you wit the ruler boy
I'm the new 50 cent I will
Fucking Ja rule ya boy
Chillin to Shabba Ranks
Fo're I

piece 
With the Chanel stunnas 
Top dog like Compton 
A Beltzhoover product 
I'm the type of nigga run 
Most ppl follow 

I won't get no sleep 
Just

if I was broke or if I was filthy rich
Trynna make a dollar out of fifty cent
Might run up stupid numbers but I got plenty since
Keep that chopper like

that since a kid
2 Quarters you get 50 cent
Deported my cuz send bricks
Ralph Lauren I be fresh as shit
You boring she gone fuck the clique
I'm rolling I

damn

C.WeBMaTiC
Baby she be buzzin’ and she actin’ like a Nat
Always on a N**** back, cuz’ da’ way a N**** act
If a N**** talk his shit, 50 Cent “Get

and fifties and hundreds
We counting this money
And stacking up all the hundreds (Aye)
We ain't have to do it like them
Arm in the rim
It's like we play ball

Shine

Lil Wayne

Cash Money Records Platinum Hits, Vol. 1

2002

thought it started snowin'
See I'm a keep it goin', Big Tymin, you heard's me?
Dog I got cake like everyday my birthday
Wait, don't think they heard me

Shine

The Hot Boys

Dirty Azz Mix, Vol. 1

2001

thought it started snowin'
See I'm a keep it goin', Big Tymin, you heard's me?
Dog I got cake like everyday my birthday
Wait, don't think they heard me

a man by the name of Gray
Flour was fifty cents for a twenty four pound bag
Now it's a dollar and a half beside
Just like a skinnin' off a flea for

and Dame
Niggas don’t know I stay flexin’ on ya dame
And that bitch gave me the ass
She gave me the brain

Until 50 cent run up and take your chain
He ain’t

Had to use the rent for the pack
Had to flip a cent to a stack
Had to do my dance like jack
Had to take a chance while it lasts
Man I had to get this

em
 
We gotta problem Houston, Whitney
Cash not cents but clip hold fifty
Pills in my body but the shit don't hit me 
So I pop four mo' till the shit