Lyrics:
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch pissy
Drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin'
We don't give a fuck
just like 50, I'm not talking cent
I mean my pops that's Bill, in the M your a kill, talking lyrically nigga yk the deal
I see dead nigga's lyrical he
I'm Feelin good I'm great
Nigga Get the fuck out my face
Champagne bottles by the case
And she love it my way
Wanna be my world I need space
Cause
The sick shit is when the police came around to get me
The killers who was with me was snitchin' sayin' it was 50
Kill it in the club, baby, show some
Manute Bol hanging off my clip, boy
Niggas running like a skit, boy
I'll push you on my skit, boy
On my wrist is a brick, boy
Coke empire, brick by
what you say about me
Broke nigga two cents don't matter
Give a fuck what you say about me
Broke bitch two cents don't matter
It doesn't matter, it
It's that easy
I had to run it up on these broke niggas
50 bands worth of dope, nigga
It's that easy
Had to run it up on these broke niggas
50
The sick shit is when the police came around to get me
The killers who was with me was snitchin' sayin' it was 50
Kill it in the club, baby, show some
Tired of niggas Talking sick but they
Ain't ever pulled a skit
It's a body count attached to
Every nigga that I'm with
I'm the nigga people call for
Boxes
running like a skit, boy
I'll push you on my skit, boy
On my wrist is a brick, boy
Coke empire, brick by brick, boy
Coke Boys off the rip, boy
Oh me, oh my
I just buried my best friend
It's fuck everything
It's fuck them G-Unit niggas whatever
You claim better bang
I feel no pain as I kill y'all
Cause if
etèn poum pa fè kòlè
Mete’l nan jòb mete’l nan lemè
Si’w pa konn roule nigga ou nan erè
Lè’m gen demi liv m fè’l fè 2 quater
Mwen a patnè’m tankou vye
[50 Cent]
Disrespectful
Anything, I let you breathe
Now you're dead
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
There's no room without casualties
End up in a wake
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
If you my brother, hope you got my back The last nigga turn, soggie on me
For the bitch, you can have her back And I just touched 50k off like 50
cause it's real, bitch
They see your deal, make you flash and go and kill 50
Go out the door with my pole, cause these niggas heavy
They put dirt up on my
counterfeit
He ain't really bout a bag, he tryna bag a bitch
Many men, ayy, want me dead, I feel like 50 cent
I remember back then, ayy, I didn't have a cent
I
the Range, I'm into nice thangs
I slang weed, cocaine and heroine
50 Cent, that's my name, nigga I bring the pain
You thought shit stay the same, nigga shit
time I drop I'ma kill
Lotta niggas never know how that feel
Put this one right here together with Skate
My nigga up when they sleep he awake
We in
brought me nathin'
But a 50 couple of mo hoes
And major playa hatin'
A nigga can't win for losin'
I'm might be choosin' the wrong thang to do
But
I done felt how a slug burned
I still won't learn
Niggas in the 'hood a-tell ya "50 crazy"
I had your moms screamin' "They
Done shot my baby"
Son, I
(How?)
I can get you knocked down by
A nigga want a nickel (uh)
Hail Mary (woo)
Make it look like Halloween up in February
(woah)
Birds in the trap singin'
a nigga balls fall inside of her jaws
While her drawers fall or
Like a nightstand in the earthquake caused
By the backstroke, dog style, all wild
Kill
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