Lyrics:
as a light tan
With plastic faces and rubber hands
Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim
How dare you call the Gods in vain
Not
back if I kill him, retaliate
Knock off his back with this 50
Choppa so loud
You hear it clap from a distance
Killaz, they lurkin', knock at ya door
They
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
ride
This just first releases
Tell em papi outside
Like 50 cent
Getting rich or die trying
That or Mr West
I'll testify to touch the sky
If you asking,
I
I'll give you a mouthful
You be a breath of fresh air like incense
And I just want a little bit, word to 50 Cent
But if you're down with all them
Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it again
threw my pole (yeah, that's where I threw that pole)
Down by the river (that river)
Yeah, that's where I took his soul (yeah, I took a nigga soul)
You
I'm magnificent,
Won't change, hmm 50 cents
Mood depends
On... what... mood you in
You'd... damn.. make the cutest kid
Please forgive
Sorry it's
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Give it all you got!
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Yeah!
Working for a rise,
cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Give it all you got!
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Yeah!
Working for a rise,
and Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Give it all you got!
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Yeah!
Working for a rise,
to dress , couldn’t sag my regular pants
And gotta kiss they ass if you tryna get a 50 cent advance
And unlike 50 cent, I’m not of many men
Sell shares
heavy for the shit they bringing to the table I ain't ready
My two cents worth 100,000 dollars when I talk they see blue strips and the fetty
I wanna fix
two weeks been busy, I'm movin' in
I told my mom look out her window to another Benz
She took nine shots of Patron, 50 Cent
I bent the corner
pioneer paving the way
Eminem, 50 Cent, I've been""Patiently Waitin'""
Now the time finally came to throw my name in ya face
Like BRAP
Wasiu, nigga I'm in
dicky, dicky (Bang)
Call me cent how I'm stacking up these fifty's fifty's (Ay, ay)
We big like Giza
Call me pussy pleaser (Pleaser) (Giza)
I am evil
Shoot
like sum tissue
You know that I'm 50zz
It's ROLLING GANG we be tolting them Glizzy's
She popped ha ah perc now she itchy
I throw back ah xan then go
no call, I don’t even ask for help
Look at what the f*ck I’ve done, did all by myself
Can’t get caught up in a lie, through the pain I still agree
homey got shit locked
Public Enemy #1, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch
All black G-Units, all black Impala
I'm a schitzo, three-wheelin the six-fo'
50 Cent
tall n slender
Like a french bean
Gotta clean up the streets
Call me vaccine
Don't act tough
You be shaking when you see me
Call you protein
50
Intro: (50 Cent)
(Two street kids now men, its sad it had to end this way, But before i go into that...lets start from the begining....)
Intro: (50
God put them in
Father Son Spirit I got plenty friends
This is not fifty cent (No) We got many men
(Yeah) Bring the lions out take them out the den
calcified frozen in time
And it makes sense, cuz you frost bit me
And now I'm so cold nothing above fifty
Fifty degrees angled and bent
Fifty percent
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