Lyrics:
[50 Cent]
This is how we do it, when we do it
like we just wanna tear the club up
We do it like ain't nuttin to it, the way we do it
Now e'rybody
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
Yo, yo, yo
What the fuck poppin' man
This the Drama King man
Yo who there, who dat, who there man?
(Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent nigga)
Muthafucka
Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it) Coppin' it, washin' it
'Bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins
50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot
Bad bitches let ‘em in / Nigga I like em Caucasian and cinnamon/counting up many man / pockets on 50cent I count up many men / they know how I get it
fifty sticks to NY
Lil bro he just wanna smoke some shit he dont get high
Switches on the back of all the glicks it can't get by
This shit on my
about how they did me
Yeah
Everybody 'cept for Boosie, 50 Cent and Dave Chapelle
Ain't none of them niggas I helped get 'em Billboard helped me out
Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck
G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT!
We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end
Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again
We
me
Don't come around
Can't get a cent for me
If you ain't send for me
Been gone for Centuries
Don't hop the Porsche
You ain't hop fence with me
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
together we made it
我背着一
书包现金去买车
I cop a car with cash full of my backpack
后
视镜的自己像是
50 Cent
一
样的笑着
I am smiling like 50 Cent in the mirror
给我支笔我甚至都不需要纸
就能
troubles and struggles make no cents like it's 50
So are you real or are you with me?
Cause it's hard to forget me, come with me
Can you go with me?
Or just
We been tryna hit a head
Can't find him, go get his mans (get his man)
I'm Doe Boy in that mini-van
50 Cent, many men (oh, really?)
I pull up
BITCH that's a bullet wound I ain't MASE!
50 Cent skip the bullshit, you fuckin' tonight
I got some dro, got some henny
We can go and get right
I ain't
Breite Jeans von Diesel Schuhe sind TNs, Lange Nächte dafür Tage durchgepennt,
go shawty, go, in meinem Ohr ist 50 Cent, sitze schwarz in einem Bus,
this hustla with street knowledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the feints
I'm making dollars out of fifty cents
Got
Making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
so allow me, hand me ya coats
Bentley Farnsworth, I'll check him proudly
We got D-Block, Wu-Tang, Jay-Z and Nas
Also performing 50 Cent, Terror
yeah)
50 Cent, too much Henny, man, I'm bent, I'm outta here
I got places to go, got people to see (yeah)
The penitentiary ain't the place for me
yeah)
50 Cent, too much Henny, man, I'm bent, I'm outta here
I got places to go, got people to see (yeah)
The penitentiary ain't the place for me
[50 Cent- CHORUS 2X]
Every hood we go through,
All the gangstas around know my whole crew,
We hold it down like we 'sposed to,
Nigga you could front,
A Charleston Chew, it might take me all day to eat it but hey, but hey
Candy equals energy, now four quarters, or sometimes even fifty cents, a dollar
That's in
the sauce and the thrill make the bill worse
One hitter hit me up saying can I ask you something quickly
He asked can I get your two cents? here's 50
Get rich
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