Lyrics:
Getting bought like a street hoe
Got the 50 cent roll in the mother fucking Royce
Ain't no fucking with my boys, wait woah
Who the fuck you think you is
the crack of dawn and
I give myself a, stretch up, a morning yawn and
See I'm a pawn in this neighborhood chess game
Move one step at a time, long
codes
Run the game like Marshawn lynch bitch I'm the beast mode
The game got two pills to the top
If you ain't willing to lose your value
The gate keeper
fifty cents
The ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisies
But I can't die tonight my old lady's pregnant with a baby
Tupac said there's a heaven foe a G
But I
Pastor sitting by your bedside, reading you psalms
I told you 50/50 was pissed, now just leave him alone
[Hook - 8x]
I feel like life is so unfair
(I feel
the sauce and the thrill make the bill worse
One hitter hit me up saying can I ask you something quickly
He asked can I get your two cents? here's 50
Get rich
Everywhere I go, I got that 50 on me like I'm
Cent
Don't make no sense, your pocket's lint
I would never pay for pussy onna gang, you got Me bent
Hopped into
come get me
Got plays they come by the fifty
Young nigga, he play with them Simi's
Young nigga, he scraped with the Glitzy
Young nigga, he'll flood your
Super hero
Clark kent
Feel like 03
50 cent
I done gave more
Then I spent
Let me vent
me for my Air Max 95's
Told Banks when I met him I'ma ride and if I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm
Would you still have love for me?
Ay girl you're a master piece
I could be ur Romeo no Master P
Play them throwback jams like 50 cent
Girl it's cold
and abandoned they whips
It's just another day in the Dunya
Don't leave your girl around V he might swoon her
Up under the window serenade her like a crooner
thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it
even when
Sanctions off And I'm down to 50 Cent and I'm Patiently Waiting for Free Smoke like
Drake I'll just vape it off
Shit that was like
Ya hate me cause I I'm nice up on the mic
I'm twice the size of rice
My flow keepin em' right
Brain dead you need cents like 50
Cause you won't truly
but ya times up
Time to hang it up
You retiring from the game of life
You've been fired
Situation dire
Now a bunch of red eyes watch you
Songs by
The Kingdom is fucked and I use that as an adjective
No 50 cent when I say we need a magic stick
But instead we just go for looks on some pageant shit
Ya yo
even when she drunk off the tonic gin
Wastin fifty cents in the phone, it took two calls
After conversation, blue balls
Lookin for a way to release this
(Mary)
M-J, 50 Cent, G-Unit
This is simple
I feel you understand
Another man
Can't quite
Love you girl (yeah a little louder) like I can
Your
like you and those who hate you Is wide different
So you can’t always be the hero in some stories you are The villain
Will you be a hero with a 50 cent
to where D-Bo left off
Metallic A little I rock a
Bow 'n' Aero Smith 'n' Wesson
Fifty Cents for M&M's
That's an Easy E, I get the kind of grades you never
to where D-Bo left off
Metallic A little I rock a
Bow 'n' Aero Smith 'n' Wesson
50 Cents for M&M's
That's an Easy E, I get the kind of grades you never see
Livin' dat, yo what's up black?
Well its my third day home and not a cent to my name
No jobs they claim I'm back in the drug game
I need some money in
the keys that may be so
Other scales more like me ray so
Galileo better make me go
Kill the game but I’m still the same
You keep your 2 cents I’m not gonna
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