Lyrics:
Back in the mix again just for the hell of it
Stop hittin' my line always trying to be relevant
Not fifty cent, but I've been tried by many men
Yeah,
I spent in beats
Then about another six fifty just to get the shit mixed at least
Album cover's two hundred, plus the production of physicals
Music
cents in, that's two pennies
Bet my amigos win, they ready
They offset, yeah that's plus 50
'Cause I battle men, and I'm beating many
I'll head down south
Fifty cents.
Forty cents.
Thirty cents.
Twenty cents.
No you can't.
Yes I can, yes I can.
Anything you can dig, I can dig deeper.
I can dig
Fifty cents.
Forty cents.
Thirty cents.
Twenty cents.
No you can't.
Yes I can, yes I can.
Anything you can dig, I can dig deeper.
I can dig
ganz 11-50 macht XV
Ganz 11-50 macht X
Kein Hype a la Kitty Kat
Bin nicht 50 Cent, nein, ich bin independent (ah)
Bis der Bruder weiß, Wien ist
толкнул тебе зелёный, дорогой как 50 cent
Я слыхал про тебя в жизни ты не стоишь даже Cent (cent)
Ты не стоишь даже цент
Скоротал те вечера, когда весь cash
mother, mother, mother
For fifty cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants, elephants, elephants
Jump over the fence, fence, fence
They jumped so high, high,
mother, mother, mother
For fifty cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants, elephants, elephants
Jump over the fence, fence, fence.
They jumped so high,
One, two, three, four
Ey yo hip zum Hop
Ich geh in den Candyshop
Kauf das ganze Sortiment
Dikka ich hab Fifty Cent
Badaboom yo
Wir kommen
Oh, oh
Faroon Baby
Let's go
Du siehst mich im Club so wie 50 Cent
Flaschen, Bad Bitches, immer mit der Gang
Gestern war ich broke und hatte
One, two, three, four
Ey yo hip zum Hop
Ich geh in den Candyshop
Kauf das ganze Sortiment
Dikka ich hab Fifty Cent
Badaboom yo
Wir kommen
Nights like this... I wish.
Rain drops would fall
5 heartbeats left
One last deep breath.
[50Cent:]
I got a 16 shot Rugger, I got 16 cars
All over
and many men or 50 Cent
Shit, I am 50 Cent, haha
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Its the way i live my life
Always give 100 take back 50
Give one 100 and i take back 50
Dont have anytime to be so thrifty
Dont need a shrine just
If these niggas be outside trust they gettin' hit
Keep it 100 with u pop your ass for 50 cent
I'm tryna shake up on da game remember 50 cent
All
50 Cent:
I don't know what u heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms u can't see
That I'm a motherfucking
the master plan
She had left her friends and introduced herself as Jass she said
This whole event is so intense, of course it's 50 Cent
She grabbed my hands
[50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
of OG. Yeah, I go berserk. That's three fifty, twelve hundred, or fifty. For what it's worth. Yo, for what it's worth you want a quarter ounce. Ninety nine
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have fifty cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on, see how time fly?
Hate it
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