Lyrics:
beneath the new pa-paya tree
We'll send your papa fifty-cent cigar
'Cause he's a proud pa-paya grand-pa-pa!
Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
Trailers for sale of rent
Rooms to let 50 cents, now
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Now two hours of shoving broom
But
shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been
baby
Uh, come on y'all
It's still y'all same old dawg
Surviving Sickle Cell like bullets to the jaw
Fifty Cent power, for this shit I should get paid by
through your windows or your door
Grab it by the tail
Yucca man
Yucca man
If I had a dollar--cut it in two--give you fifty cents
But the rock will
wife dig me
Game try and hit me
Kick game like 50 cent
Niggas wanna play games I quickly
Mob with a squad that will bang y'all wit' me
And they want
Myself
D12
50 Cent
Obie Trice
Stat Quo
And I would also like to introduce
The two newest members of the family
One goes by the name of Bobby Creek
my high breakin' rules
You got ya P's mixed up
You ain't no pimp
You's a forty
I spit for major mix
While you make tapes for ya homie
and the beeper number is all you can spell that's cool
'cause Ima beep you like a pimp then sit by the phone
waiting for the chance to make ya all my own
(chorus:
a Shakespeare play
When I pull that K-up off the shelf
Shot the deputy and the chief
Got my crew need no one else
Lose my crew smoke by myself, drink by
my crew smoke by myself, drink by myself
sit at the crib and plot by myself
back to the block serve rocks by myself
back to the block nigga break yo
together we made it
我背着一
书包现金去买车
I cop a car with cash full of my backpack
后
视镜的自己像是
50 Cent
一
样的笑着
I am smiling like 50 Cent in the mirror
给我支笔我甚至都不需要纸
就能
You should never argue with
A crazy mind-mind-mind-mind-mind-mind
You oughta know by now (You oughta know by–)
You should never argue with
A crazy
the cut that nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp
here) Bitch, what the fuck? (Wow)
Man, can you believe this bitch Floss? (Did you here what I said? I said come here)
She want a pimp to pay for some
a freak and I can feel it
You play in the game were you get killed if you cheating
You after these pimp niggas (?)
(Lord Infamous)
Bitch please
Yeah, 50, Olivia
We both think alike
We both think alike, uh oh
Now shorty we can party 'till the break of dawn
(We both think alike, uh oh)
bitch, what the fuck?
Man, can you believe this bitch Floss? (Did you here what I said? I said come here)
She want a pimp to pay for some motherfuckin'
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
plans, and it really hurts
Every time I go fishin' it'd always start me wishin'
That I could be a child again
Take my 50 cents and go down to the local
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
quit pretending all I
know is get chacha get em like a fucking villian its a scary movie walking by pull up in a hooptie
fucking fooley out here chasing
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