Lyrics:
Right now with the situation gettin' better
So I'm doin' you things, holla
Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me outt
Now piece by piece we put it all
you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I
to get to my bands
When in need you ain't give me no chance
That's why I had to upgrade my stance
Trynna get the power like I'm 50 cent
Grind up to achieve
Diamonds on my face yah
Everyday eating a chop cheese
Honey bun and a C and C
50 cent lunch had to make it work
Now I can drop a rack on a shirt
remember
still manage like 50 cent
Wishing I had a young buck or a G or a unit inside the whip
183 days I was out and just thinking
4392 hours still achieving
1281
Popped It cnd I Smashed
Pleading G.O.D To Gimme c Chance
To Use My Gift cnd Get The Bands
We The Ones Who Was Serving Fiends Like 50 Cent
cin't No Pot
passing by me as I could feel my feet getting colder and colder
So my mindset changed and my aspirations were all getting bolder and bolder
Said how could I
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
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
could tell by his look
Cause he looked the way I look
When I look for a jooks
Bitch
Motherfucker
Teamwork, work hard nigga
50 cent
Rotten Apple
G-UNIT
I know is to show these ??? how it supposed to go
50 Cent
I'll teach ya how to Stunt
The Game
Countdown to Armageddon Motherfucker, Chuck Taylor in
bullshit you was serving it was all purpose
We all chipped in nigga and we all hurting
I gots to grind just like in eighty-nine
When a niggas 25 cent pieces
(Tre is that a band?)
Im finna get out the hood
Just to come back in some new shit
They say Im misunderstood
Give a fuck about ya two cents
I see
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
still saying he ain't tell
That don't make sense, make that make sense
It was tax on the drink, I need 8 cents
I gave her Pepto-Bismol and it made her
time to be shy this thirty-eight on my side
Im bulletproof, God's child, blessed by the sky, Woo
I fulfilled my dreams now I'm dreaming bigger
If you're
Fifty cents, or a dollar three
I don't owe you anything.
Spent a life on a heart
That would rather not feel anything
I can try. I can see.
I can
fuckin cent that you could buy at the mall
I'm a long distance super-power, pussy-magnet
I was born in the ghetto, made by the ghetto
so fabulous!
I’ve been sippin
On some Bombay
Cuz life gives me lemons
Pink lemonade
And the pink's for the women
That be thinking that I’m 50 cent
Cuz we be Effen
Ooh
Qu'du bénef
J'suis l'Milan
T'es Marseille
J'suis triste quand
J'fais pas d'zeille
J'finesse ta pute comme 50cent
I did it by myself without no help
bandz
Ice my neck up wit baguettes but ian never been to france
I got cents just like I'm fifty, I'm that nigga wit the plan
How this land of the free,
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