Lyrics:
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
Then Go And Cook Crack
Look At Me Now B****, You Don't Know How Rich
Lloyd Banks, Yayo, 50 Cent, Game N****, Or I'll Get
Solute A Soldier When You See
tour, then go and cook crack
Look at me now bitch, you don't know how rich
Lloyd Banks, Yayo, 50 cent, game nigga, or I'll get
Solute a soldier when
50 Cent
Ciara
I'm focused, man (Darkchild)
You should know this, man
Just one dose of me will have you addicted
To know me is to love me, I
50 Cent
Ciara
I'm focused, man (Darkchild)
You should know this, man
Just one dose of me will have you addicted
To know me is to love me, I
to the D Boys (drug dealas)
Neighborhood dope man
I mean real niggas
Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents
Ain't got a dime, but I rides
think about what your finished with
Y'all had your time in the sun the dark moving in
I've been patiently waiting like fifty cent
It’s time for change
fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes, ah but
Two hours of pushing broom buys a eight by twelve four bit room
I'm a man
it like i’m Water boy
By Halftime I’ma have you call me Aquaman
My Pull out game Prolly never skip Leg Day
My "Leave a Bitch on Read" game The Best
war when I suggest you live in a tank
What's your kid gonna think?
Come home and find your wig in the sink
I dig in the bank, and pull out eighty, then
seeing no more sales
Instead, I'm poppin' on yahts
They told me j.prince runnin' the south
And I'm beast from the east, that'll come and put a gun in
Money piles have got me out on Sunny Ave
Black with me everywhere I go he'll gun you down
Full clips, magazines yeah the Forbes list
If this all for
pressure
VERSE 1 twu
In the VIP smoking zips of the pressure nigga play n get put on a stretcher
You know that glizzy hold 30
50 sum shots out the drake for
going
In the arms making workplace
Then they pretend to be gripped by
Some sort of political reflex
But all they're doing is paying dues
To the Military
out by the crowd
And you'll be layin' on the ground gettin' trampled by people dancing
'Til the club closes and clears out, and that's when they see
the Inc. is back
The Inc. is back, the Inc. is back
Black Child is gutter
I don't give a fuck what I sell out with a gun motherfucker
[Verse 3 - Black
or a devil next door
gotta kick the fucker down gotta see once more
Forgetting who I am like Drew Barrymore
50 first dates but we're only keeping score
based
that's a big black bug,
Got your 50 cent fortune tucked under your rug.
You got your zoot suit body bag ready to blast off.
I'm in a milk crate by your
the automatic
Paper towels in the public restrooms
But that's me I guess
So I been low riding while bumping 50
50 times a day &
Spending 50 cents on a bummy drink
a part of that throughout the years
I'd like to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real
And love to all my niggas that have died out here
In
the blame but I'm the one that broke my granny stove
Shoulda stuck to the code but I didn't nigga
Que kilt Bishop and Nino Brown started snitchin
Fifty cent I
I know is to show these ??? how it supposed to go
50 Cent
I'll teach ya how to Stunt
The Game
Countdown to Armageddon Motherfucker, Chuck Taylor in
to be good enough
I lost a friend tonight jam Master Jay!
Rest In Peace! I send my love to his family!
50 Cent y'all!
I I I I stay gangsta'd up -
Niggas
Feel it in the soul
Dime bitch
Up and down the pole
Cold antarctic froze
Fine bitch
Dime bitch
Bustin' bands
Watch the stacks unfold
She a 50 cent
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