Lyrics:
merced
Mercedes Benz, BMW, lo quiero todo, caprichoso, así es
No espero menos, usted también
Yo me crié escuchando en altavoces Eminem, 50 Cent
Dr.
Who started ladies night, man
Giving them pass with fifty-cent drinks
Have they lost their mind?
Once you start something
You know it's hard to stop
like a 25th of 50
It's a milli that I'm going for, give my homies half of it
If I can I'll give it to the people that don't have nothing
I'll amass
shit, maybe I'm on my 50 cent
I mean I have taken 9 shots, one more and hold the rocks
Like Pat Tillman, I'll put this 40 on your chest
I'm Sia with
got the nine like fifty cent
You use the wrong tone you get stomped out by many men
Always ready to brawl Controlled Chaos is raw
All I do is spit facts
played my music in her ears, she was in love with my tunes
She called me 50 Cent and Chris Brown all rolled into one
She wanted some of my genes, so she
And after we worked up a sweat and got loose
We bought a Hero and a fifty cent juice
Word yo
Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day?
Yo, let's Ice
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
that I catch and I throw back
And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
Fuckin' with me? You better
said what I meant
I grew up on Michael Jackson and 50 Cent
As a young boy listenin' to Many Men
I did let myself go, but never again
Yeah, I can stay
and stop my cash count
I snapped they start disappearing like fifty cents eye brows
How that sound
I'm in a glass house you throwing stones at me
All my shit
back, no tense
You got a bag of grub it cost you about fifty cents
No fear, no fuckin' feats
Malt liquor tastes much better on the streets
Crusting,
want one I'll sperge and borrow you a couple of quarters, fifty cents will give ya almost 10 mintues of bed wigglin', you know vibratin', to let you know
cents
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' in
Bummy and grungy, fuck
outweighing
And it’s pulling me down I'm just downplaying
Sipping on the ‘Covos has got me swaying
Like 50 Cent I’m patiently waiting
Yeah I’m on my grind, I
all to fight
We're all sensitive
Don't lie like you ain't
Cause by the night
You'll definitely be ranting bout somethin' you hate
And complaining
a professor cause it'll
Teach you a lesson
Teach you a lesson you'll never forget
Hey Tim where's your legs
Having a hard time just to get up
Don't got an alibi
DUQUESNE
She's out the door before the dawn,
She walks six blocks for breakfast.
She don't like to eat alone.
God bless the waitress. Leave a fifty
lips so tightly sealed
But just for you, I'll show you how I am the realest of the deals
Well I Don't know what'cha heard about me
I Don't know what
of movin' them bricks for my Balenci' kicks
My cousin got shot up by many men
Wish he was 50 Cent
We would still be gettin' rich or die tryin'
Flash out
Walk
of a 5 a day
Living life the higher way
Could have 50 Cents in my bank account and I'd still be Savage
21
Gimme a Token ill Busta Rhyme guarantee I'd still
know.
Because bled by many cents of 50, a joe,
Death seems easy, while life's the foe,
He isn't dead,
c legend instead,
If my words could be said.
Okay,
two fuck about the law
Don't give two fuck I'm on my job
Don't give two fuck about the law
Don't give two fuck I'm on my job
Middle finger to the 5-0
I
lady
Still can't tell if you hate me baby
You tell me what I wanna hear baby
You ruin shit, you turn to me and blame me
I don't need your fifty cents
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