Lyrics:
You know what I'm sayin', nigga? Best motherfuckin' rapper, nigga, I'm telling you, nigga
Believe that, let's go
Yeah, niggas gon' have to show me
the Bronx, 2 for Weeks
That's my hood nigga, that's my block
Ruger Rell nigga, that's what's hot
Look at me wrong, I'ma clap my Glock
Yeah bitch, you know
[50 Cent]
G-Unit, they ain't ready
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta
your song
But if they pick you up
You gone turn to a singer
Bitch
If 50 Cent wasn't making TV shows
These niggas wouldn't know how to be gangster
Free
You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit fifty I'm itching to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo
did
And you just discoverin' it
What you tryin' to act unclear
As if his uncle didn't
Bitch you can't spell "unclear" without
Puttin' the "uncle" in it
Give me a rush like you wouldn't believe
My head's about to bust
Acceleratin' what drives me
Hope I don't gotta die to see, see, I can't lie to me
I
dog I kno what you about
Bitch get the fuck in the car!
Drove her to my house
Ah to my house
Open the door take off your clothes
Throw'em
be a bitch son dont ask your mom
You didnt do that oh
Thanks a ton
Always remember what you would teach your son
Always remember what the fuck
life, all my life, all my life knew I'd be here (All my life)
These days, at this point in my life, you know what I mean
I kinda really wanna use music
Shytown niggas is bout it bout it
They'll kill you and act like they don't know shit about it
Leave your body somewhere where no one can find it
Now
We lead a street life alone
(50 Cent) that's what it is definitely not
Hip-hop this is R&B
I know this is not hip-hop
You know is not hip-hop
Irv
he haw, he
Well, how much, how much? 75 cents
This bitch you gon' do all that under what?
Shots to his chest Fifty Cent like its Many Men
Yeah, Fifty Cent like it's many men
I been getting to the bag I won't stop now
Just like Kyle Lowry you
do you (oh)
Know what to do? (know what to do)
Keep me so happy (happy, baby)
When no other man can do what you do?
(you do) but only you (only you
Some of 'em lie about the shit they got and what they do on the block
Some of 'em lie about the guns they pop
But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't
take them shots an drop it like it's hot
Bitch Nigga
Hey what up 'cause, it's 50 cent
What's happening nigga?
Ha ha ha yea Nigga
Just when you thought
[50 Cent-talking]
I don't even know how to explain it, you know?
You know from time to time she's on my mind you know
You know what I mean she's my
him in a bag and we cook him like 5 guys
Bullets they coming they looking like French fries
(Pew pew pew pew)
Don't know about u ima go out and get mine
know, it makes your day to watch me tear up for you
I'm still hopeless, & think I can get through to you
& that's what we call 50 shades of pain
When
, what you, what you know about that
What you know, what you know
What you, what you, what you know about that
What you know, what you know
What you, what
stepping on many of men cause these niggas play fifty no cent
When I'm busted you know that I'm bent
For a bucket could not be a simp
I can fuck her then
Give me a rush like you wouldn't believe
My head's about to bust
Acceleratin' what drives me
Hope I don't gotta die to see, see, I can't lie to me
I
I know it's a lot of crazy shit going on
A lot of people got they needs
I'ma just tell you what I need
Tell you what I need
All I need is my Mama
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