Lyrics:
quit, suck on a dick, jackass
I'm done with this wack-ass rap, kiss my Black ass!
(Fuck this)
(50 Cent)
Nah, Em, tell them to kiss my Black ass,
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
Trolling for the power bitch I feel like 50 cent hated on by many men
Tryna build an empire but I ain't one of lucious kids
Small City nigga Chris Wallace
it in
Yeah I'm just like 50 cent hated on by many men
Henny got me fucked up and nothings making any sense
But I'm still standin nigga guess that i
on me
So I taught all those people that I ain't give a fuck
I got the most money from my way
Nothin' made loyalty, not even matter
I got fifty in
walking round rain on your parade
It's too much that's the same
Taking shots to the face
He charged her 50 cent it rubbed me some type of way
I was talking
Cashin' in these checks, that are less than fifty cents
Dammit I might just regret where and how this business went
But I'm rapping so tight, Shaq
nothin, she just knows
By the way I look at her to take off all her clothes
Up and down
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks + (50 Cent)]
Whenever I'm not around, and you
I'll show you what I'm 'bout
[50 Cent]
Nigga now gotta let me break it down for you how it's gon' be
You don't wanna fuck with Snoop cause then
I'll show you what I'm 'bout
[50 Cent]
Nigga now gotta let me break it down for you how it's gon' be
You don't wanna fuck with Snoop cause then
need they dividends
But shareholders only be getting like 50 cents
I'm a CEO, so I'm the one that's giving cents
While I'm in the office counting money,
It was hard seeing niggas with shit that I couldn't get
Still the same never changed I'm just giving my two cent
And Lord knows I know I sin I'm trying
all or the kid will die trying
Piece of mind, got 50 cents worth that's 25 that prying
In my life, check back when you do business with ya thoughts
a beze mě by to nešlo (ne, ne, ne)
Tak mě nepros, má povinnost nenechat děti o hladu, bez bot (nikdy)
I kdyby za to měl přijít Boží soud (pow, pow), tvoje
Huh? Awww man
That good kush - this kush is perfect
I'm really smokin - DJ Speedy, track perfect
Really perkin - So Icey, we perfect
Well we
I’ll stand behind this shattered glass
I feel like 50cent
I never worry
Cuz I know somethings are imminent
I guess I gave em what they needed
They ain’t
track off-the-rack kind of a track
You forced to rap, remember that? It's that
You know where I'm at, there go the gat
Pass me a bat,
break the industry then they gone feel this shit
Rob the industry I gotta do this shit like 50 Cent
I was window shopping at the mall me and 50 cent
Not
rocks like a fifty cent piece from Terror's twenty
Aimed at your Bentley son
Number one when my shard be blast
Mix with hash, made your heart beat fast
was a friend
But it was no friend of mine
So I'll tell you how it's going
If you tell me how it went
He said I have fifty dollars
If you've got fifty
ahead and take care of me ee
Get that face mask on
Have a spa day
Mask off gonna spoil me
I'm gonna go cray
Get rich or die trying
Just like 50 cent
Man I
chilling with my members
You know that I'm with my bros
We living right by the code
Standing on ten of our toes
I'ma hold it down and lawyer up when they ask
verse
I'ma crash first 'fore I drop it, I need me a peace of mind
Take this Polymer track just to ease the time, yuh
Everybody wants love in the city
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
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