Lyrics:
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
the 50 cent cocoa
Ice, ice, me baby
Cause the Black Sheep Dres be up on the scene
Let the top down, turn up the sound
Got my hands in the air
Cause my
bounce[01:50.28]Kick em out[01:51.03]Get goin[01:51.81]These boys the best when they roll - in[01:53.31]Cut it up[01:53.74]Check - in it out you gon K O[01:54.99]Bitch
want me in a straight jacket
'cause when I see a throat, I'm a hack it
Where I'm at? What's my name?
Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train
And it
stop cappin
Don't stop rappin now you see what happens
Your mind is gone, your crew just cut
Sucker MC I'll tell you what
Your rhymes are weak, your
with that blunt all in my left hand
I think Imma blow oh yea I'm feelin' like the Taliban
New choppa on 50 Cent it's aimin' out at many men
I used
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
50 shots flyin', fly
Nigga, you want beef with I?
I hope you lyin', but why?
In the middle of tha night, I be fatigued, camouflagin' by
Huh? Nigga,
the rules in my hood
If you touch me you get murked
We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first
G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when
a hundred, made another hundred
Then I spent a hundred on Jay, Riding with a hundred
Switches on the Glock, we done dropped a hundred
Niggas 50 cent, they
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
Signin With 50 Cent
Them Same Niggas Wouldn't Offer To Give Me Shit
Niggas Hate You When You Rich, But Love When You Broke
I Never Knew I Had So Many
I was digging in them couches trynna scrape up 50 cents
Had good intents
You see houses, I see licks
All I was some chips
Just me and my woes
I don't
a minute in.
Soon as you think shit die down we spin again. Pistol 50 cent, he be like many many many men..
Im in a league of my fucking own so don’t compare
to put it in her mind
She understand now, yeah
And I cut my ties with hella niggas
Nah we ain't friends now
I was by yo side when we ain't have shit in
the club
My young niggas hop out and park
Bitch you standin' right by the club
50 shots thats not enough
200 shots that monkey nuts
Gucci Mane got monkey
like I won the Heisman
Incentivize 'em, see who wins and high-five 'em
25 cents to see Cujo fight Mike Vick
Hit up Triller, get Tiger Woods in with Tyson
See the problem with you, Darg
You cannot see the view, Darg
No matter what you do theirs a coffin in view
No matter what you wait for, the coffin is
that's what I saw
I saw a bunch of shit, now I be legit
I'm just in the game
And the Key-C ain't gonna quit
I'm steady steady hustling
Steady steady
that's what I saw
I saw a bunch of shit, now I be legit
I'm just in the game
And the Key-C ain't gonna quit
I'm steady steady hustling
Steady steady
M-O-S-T-W-A-N-T-E-D
You niggaz can't see me I'm glad that you turn
Poke that out of space shit, I bring you back to Earth, what
[Chorus]
East Side where you at,
the kerosene
My Queen from the Carribean
Mobbin like Genovese
I'm Fifty Cent In Den of Thieves
Floor seats no mezzanine
Sonically tip the triple beam
Plotting
it home (that did not make it home, gang)
Traumatized by the block, I gotta think a lot (yeah)
Thug stimulate your mind, I'm on some ventin' shit
Sacrifice new beats for fresh cut lunch meat
Tell me something, real MC's, of substance I can feel and see
That tangibly experience tangents
Sacred geometry
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