Lyrics:
them up in a pot
Its Big and some pac n you mix em up and you got, juggernaughts of this rap shit, like it or not
(50 Cent verse)
I got a gambling
place your ad with me
Boys will come a dime by the dozen
But that ain't nothin' but ten cent lovin'
Pretty little thing, let me light your candle'
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
this earth
Played with skirts, always alert
Shirt me if you want to shirt me, I conserve
Energy that's been burnt
Take your turn, I earn, dollar by
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
contemplating plans
For the next diamond heist
Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs
I study every part of they mind and
Make my rhyme better than yours
Elevated by
to the center
To get the vending machines
Where he then he would be seen
Gettin' some mini m&m's and some mints
When he went and he spent 50 cent
That he sent
50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
Game gggggggg Unit!
See I'm a city boy man I ain't from the South
50 Cent man ya'll niggas ya'll
Know what I'm
like it's legal
A nigga move around with the Eagle
I go off! We say you get
It if we don't believe you
This is 50 Cent and Beanie Sigel, I go off
Big
Y'all want some evidence, I'll show it
Hated on by many men
Got me feeling like my names 50 Cent
I'm reality, you a gimmick
Chuck me a fire ass beat I'll
a goner the moment I hear the song come on I
Just ignore ya like you need a lawyer cause your confused like Torey Lanez is better
Than fucking Joyner fuck
with an L
What part of the game is this?
What part of the game is that?
5-0 fuckin' off my high, pullin' up under they glocks
Talkin' 'bout here's
say I've ever been one for the parties
But I guess I'm the YIC but I'm still in da club like 50 cent
Now hypnosis music runnin the game why everyone
a demon
In love with the pussy she like how i treat it
Woah
Better be quiet don't come for me
Allat talking shit never meant nun to me
Give a fuck if you
this club is a hella don't
Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
Tryna get girls from a brand? Man, you hella won't
Man, you hella won't
crisis
Southside, alright baby, 50 Cent, Noreaga, Trackmasters, teflon
It ain't easy to make money
So now everybody wanna take money
You ain't
before (Wooh)
Everywhere I'm at, everywhere I go (Come on)
I stay surrounded by hoes (Uh, uh)
Even when I'm tryna be on the low (yeah)
I'm recognized by
pleasant grove, to Oak Cliff, Ima nuisance, shutin niggas down like a suplex, or a duplex with no rent, 50 couldn’t buy my convo even with he 2 cents
Ima
get eclipsed
And then I star in the movie (LexNour)
Where the underdog leaves the
Wholе game straight confused
You think you rappin' with a
God, you
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
stacking money by the ton
Here we come
Nigga what you mean
For the bread I’ll come through and ice and nigga
You know me
I’m a cake like icing nigga
If I am
New York City (New York City)
You are now rackin' with 50 Cent
(with 50 Cent) are you ready?
(are you ready?
Gun cocks) I said are you ready?
(are
this club is a hella don't
Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
Tryna get girls from a brand? Man, you hella won't
Man, you hella won't
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