Lyrics:
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
FATHER: They cost fifty pounds each.
LAUNCELOT: Well, I'm awfully sorry, I'm -- I really can explain
everything.
HERBERT: Don't be afraid of him, Sir
high
50 got the fucking hood on lock, what
I've been doing my own thing
You can tell by the stones on my neck
And my wrist and my ears i'm doing my
turned her round, and then I fucked her gave her 50 cents
Fuck her from the back,all she wanted was some hot chips
Hope you know by now I'm Young reckless
to represent My fitted New York like 50 cent You got 50 cent, 125 bucks for a half 50 for a whole gram Tinkerbell rockin' the speedboat I got what you need bro,
(intro)
Yo
Bay area
You are now rockin
With big von and 50 cent
Owwwwwwwwwwwwww
Yo
Southside
Roll something smoke somethin nigga uh yea
I fall off
to polices
Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that
This is serious, these rap niggas, I'm just havin fun with it
50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat
[50 Cent]
My son
they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy flow
This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they
hahahahaha
that nigga Master P back in the house for the 9 5 shot
well take a step into this madness that we call the dope game
Richmond
the power, surrounded by many men
I'm givin' them fifty cent
Two quarters and after half, we put niggas in the rim
I'm him, you one of them
See me, I'm jus one
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
the worst side of me and yeah, fuck anxiety
I'm not for that, if you talkin' smack
I got no problem knockin' you right on your ass
The villain's back, you
If these niggas be outside trust they gettin' hit
Keep it 100 with u pop your ass for 50 cent
I'm tryna shake up on da game remember 50 cent
All
to know if this a forever thing or is we sinking
I'm calling if you don't call me back
I swear I think imma have a heart attack
We fell too hard to not
Im in the club feeling like 50 cent
Ladies watching while I'm doing my dance
We got something different ask my boy lens
You can't buy attitude better
history of hip-hop
From way way back
(His martha gupa's?) Hip-Hop Father
Charlie Ahern Wild Style
And 50 Cent's Fifty and More
I used to read this to my
fifty cents you got fifty cents left
Roll next door play a little three on three down the park
You remember
Back in the day, I'm waking up I brush my
Dr. Dre says crunk, you will get it crunk
Get it crunk (crunk, crunk, crunk)
And when 50 Cent says jump, you get on one foot and
Jump (jump, jump,
Dr. Dre says crunk, you will get it crunk
Get it crunk (crunk, crunk, crunk)
And when 50 Cent says jump, you get on one foot and
Jump (jump, jump,
come get me
Got plays they come by the fifty
Young nigga, he play with them Simi's
Young nigga, he scraped with the Glitzy
Young nigga, he'll flood your
to 50 packs
And all because this motherfucker got jipped he wants to jip me back
But when I find him I'm gon finalize him
Just to let a nigga know I'm for
screamin’
From front to back
Once it happens on the reg
I’ll be hard to track
Make the road my home
Hope my love understands
Why I’m gone so long
Send
She told me I'm cold
Ohh wait
All I know is go trying get rich
Trying make a dollar outta 50 cent
50 Cent-
Next and 50
(Uh-huh)
Next and 50
Next and 50
Next and 50
Yo, yo my imagination is more vivid than life
Playboy November issue page
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