Lyrics:
half-ass running through my neighborhood vandling
Next time, I'm a light your world up like a cannon
Get some Italians to play your ass like a mandolin
it up, playing broke, I learned that from my last hundred (No lacking)
By any means necessary I'm on Dey ass I might just do the dance on em (Just Do
bandz
Ice my neck up wit baguettes but ian never been to france
I got cents just like I'm fifty, I'm that nigga wit the plan
How this land of the free,
Run it up
Count it up
Dosu I don't stop
Up by 15 points I'm never running out the clock
50 brand new goals
They said dosu that all a lot and do yung
here and say nobody helped me turn
Ghetto wealthy earn every cent by myself
See that type of talk is bad
Like a school yard brat
I'm making volume
I’m on a wave
Get out my way
I’m tryna get paid
U jus a slave
Ya niggas playing ya fisher price and I wanna ball
Running up everything wit a price
the hell of it She gives great brain, she's intelligent
I'm in the bag, yeah I'm working for every cent
So I can turn up in the club, like I'm 50 Cent
Too
niggas then I got they help
But I'm still never backing down from shit
Spend a nigga block
Spend a nigga bend
Fuck it get the strap like I'm fifty cents
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I
When you stop the programs for after school
And they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic
They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions"
We scream, rock, blows,
gone make me catch a hat
Fn's n glock's boy it'll get ya zapped
Feelin like 50 cent plenty man want my spot
But I'm movin on my pivot I ain't tryna get
my circle
The ones that acting phony
Hard as fuck, put it on cement
Card of luck, peachy be my scent
Pimp on God, call me 50 Cent
Cadillac, tell me how
Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it again
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
and Wednesdays
I might buy me 10 Denny's, I might buy Family Dollar
Cut it to 50 cent, I got a job for your father
I'm tryna help with the rent, I came up from
diamonds by the
Uh
Woah
Running out of love
Keep that .40 tucked
Man I'm trying to get these bucks
Lil baby I'm about to go up
Lil baby I be booted up
sweet
I was five found out Santa was a lie
Ever since then cents been on the mind
I'm deaf to the government lullaby
Countin' blue hunnids til I'm color
told me she think I'm the shit
Told Lil Shawty sheen never lien cause I'm…
Ima get rich or die trying and ion know 50 cent
I can get rich as fuck I still
know you are too my brother
Fruit smoothie for the win
Now I'm up 50
Getting to the chicken
Baby are you comin wit me
Call the full court press
Now I'm
[Hook]
Boss Hogg, we running this rap shit
Slim Thugger, I'm running this rap shit
Sir Daily, we running this rap shit
Lil' Doodie, we running this
it
Say you a boss nigga what the business?
Say you a boss if really get it
Hundreds and fifties, fifties and hundreds
Commas on commas on commas
don't know what's, faggot-ass motherfuckers
Get money to all my real niggas, man
Obie Trice, D-12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade
Daddy, is Ja Rule
it's pent up
Just like my house it's pent up
Forty for fifty my cents up
Fucking the bitch with my sandals
Lord of the land bitch your rent's up
Living
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