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When you older I explain it
These niggas ain't really wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes
Nigga, I go stupid crazy, talkin' hella shit But you soft like a daisy, all that tough talk
Now you steppin' out, you are crazy Bullets rainin' from
to get off house arrest nigga.
So you can run the fuck outta New York, you faggot
[Chorus]
Niggas tryna play the game with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in
bringin' back the hook, the bitches askin' me "What J Say?"
2010 Benz ridin' on 10s fuckin' on twinny twins
Thought she was a dime, caught her 50 cents
before
It wasn't like this before
50 Cent, I'm makin hit's now
Don't try an act like you ain't heard
I'm the shit now some bitches changed
'cause they
shit we just gon'
Keep going, and matter fact this hoe ass nigga 50 Cent
Bitch you ain't nothing but two quarters nigga
We made change out of your
station in Jamaica
Queens zach Fink Ny1 50 cent:
It's the big 10, it's been 10 years since 50
Cent is the future
I'm tired as a motherfucker
What you want
ain't slipped them bout a hundred fifty K
Hundred fifty, hundred fifty, hundred fifty
Hundred fifty
I done been to hundred fifty places
Hundred fifty
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
by the Swiss
Worn by the rich, with that shit you can sniff
Got not time to play 'round, it's way too much in my mix
I'm talking dollars and cents
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
I got this game on lock yo jogging up the block for a 50 cent taco
Knock yo ass out the box so quick
You better check yo bitches purse I think she got
, Havoc bump that
[50 Cent]
My son asked, "Daddy why you carry a gun, you ain't a cop"
I looked at him and said, "Sometimes you gotta shoot or get shot
they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy flow
This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they
[Hook]
I am 100, I double 50 cent
If you wanna talk ish ya derrier gets kicked
Show you who's boss like Feds did Micheal Vick
And show ya how
name is 50 Cent
And she said "oh you 50 Cent
You know I love your music
I listen to DJ Clue
I hear your music all the time"
And I'm like yeah, this bitch
that you was a legend (oh, he can see)
Shit crazy, but y'all already know that
On the strength of Nip, I ain't screamin' out, "Free Kodak" (nope)
Meek
crisis
Southside, alright baby, 50 Cent, Noreaga, Trackmasters, teflon
It ain't easy to make money
So now everybody wanna take money
You ain't
Man, these bitches ain't shit
But hoes and tricks i tell them lick on the
Nuts and suck the dick
Then get the fuck out if that ain't done
Tell Banks
of bitches, yeah
That shit a long line
My nuts swingin’ like them thangs
From Tha Dogg Pound
These niggas say they gettin' money
Need to calm down
'Cause listen
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