Lyrics:
Drippin' in Giorgio Armani, you smell me?
I do a walkthrough, switch in my trench
Ain't wastin' my breath, ho ain't worth a cent
And this shit personal,
bird on me
Nothin' to be specific
Ice, ice, ice like I jumped in the Pacific
Money, money, money
Man that shit comin' in digit's
I got 50 cents on me
niggaz are hard plus we all crazy
Wishing I can be a peaceful man and, hoping that the Lord save me
Fuck a nigga named 50 Cent, you nothing but change
todavía son erráticos
Wisin y yandel!
The warriors jajaja
T-pain
Victor "el nasi", "nesty"
W yandel
En conexión con 50 cent
Y todavía se atreven decir que
I only paid fifty-three
Never change on the guys
We play by the rules
Made a way outta nothin'
We paid like the Jews
Put a two on that dog, yeah
I
of broke bitches trying to reach up on my status
Never had it
Can't grab it
Why you hating on a dime
You a one cent
Call the liquor store
Top shelf no
over y'all, on the same sum
Gettin' head in the range, shawty brainstarter
I was the last on the corner, like 8-Ball
Bumpin' Three 6, MJG, 8-Ball
niggas with me that shoot like the Grizzly
Put every cent in this shit, like I'm 50
Shootin' at houses, don't show no pity
King of this shit, bitch you
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
Your fake hugs and 2 cents can go right down the drain
I can feel a deep fire pumping through my veins
I hope you feel it too and one day you know
Hot 97 blazing hip hop and R&B you now
Tuned into G-Unit radio 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks
Tony Yayo
It's like everywhere I look
And everywhere I go
I
was rated P.G.
Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down
Take me to, Ghost here they come now!
Er! Pull off quick, back up, hit the bitch,
Two strikes on my record and a scared mind
[master p]
So I'm crazy, drive by miss daisy
Sellin' dope to all these motherfuckers and killin' babies
I
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
murder a mixtape (chea)
Pollution I smell that in the breeze
But let's try not to get mad at the trees
Tell 'em all not to get mad at the leaves
Let's get
I wish that we could go back to the old days
Straight but for them Benjis, she go both ways
Ain't no 50-50, need the whole thing
If you fuck with me,
You lost your common sense for a buck and fifty cents
But full of confidence so high I don't know why
I, I don't know and I don't, I don't care
Straight up, and your haircut game is fucked up
I'm toe-tyin' them niggas, them niggas are dudun-dudun, nigga
Straight up, yo that nigga 50 Cent?
That's
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
around and bust his tater
She say she ain't suckin' dick, bye bitch I'll see you later
Went to the mall and spent the 50 ball, I'm dyin' by this paper
I
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
lost a friend tonight
Jam Master Jay, rest in peace
I send my love to his family, 50 Cent y'all
I stay gangsta'd up
Niggas ain't got shit on me
And I
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