Lyrics:
laid out in the street
[50 Cent]
I hit your heart you dead, I squeeze 'til the semi run out
Niggaz know me good, I'm my hood call me a dumb out
Green Lantern (Green Lantern)
The infiltration
We coming, yeah
I got 50 Cent, I got G-Unit (uh-huh)
D-Twizzy in this bitch (haha), with Obie Trice
Beware of these fake gangsters...
But why they fake gangsters..
c penny for ur thoughts naw I aint givin 50 cents to a wanksta...
I'm the assassin
(60)
Let off 10 now I'm riding with 50
(Brddddd)
Spot my Vick 9 times like 50 cent
(Bow bow bow)
Just me and my pistol don't ride with many men
My young
stunt if you want and yo' ass'll get rolled on (it's 50)
And it feels like my flow's been hot for so long (yeah)
If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off
stunt if you want and yo' ass'll get rolled on (it's 50)
And it feels like my flow's been hot for so long (yeah)
If you thinkin' I'ma fuckin' fall off
to the center
To get the vending machines
Where he then he would be seen
Gettin' some mini m&m's and some mints
When he went and he spent 50 cent
That he sent
bad move
Oh wow
Now...
Everybody think less of me
Like you should've did this
Or you should've did that
Here take your 2 cents
You can have that back
[50 Cent talking]
[Hook]
You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line
You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine
You mad at me
Young Rookiee in the building like a immigrant
Them killas in my unit keep it G like 50 Cent
Lil mama got a body
And some decent lips
She brought
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
come get me
Got plays they come by the fifty
Young nigga, he play with them Simi's
Young nigga, he scraped with the Glitzy
Young nigga, he'll flood your
bird on me
Nothin' to be specific
Ice, ice, ice like I jumped in the Pacific
Money, money, money
Man that shit comin' in digit's
I got 50 cents on me
clapped for that
If y'all niggas want war
I got the mack for that
Run off with some work
and get your head cracked for that
Nigga if a nickel bag sold in
club...(W, Yandel)
Decididas a bajar el estrés y la tensión
50 CENT:
Fifty
She like me, she want me
She back that thing all up on me
She's ready, I think
proud to be a banker!
‘Cause I get to screw with other people's lives!
I took out 40 bucks from the automatic teller
It told me that I couldn't
‘Cause I
what you say about me
Broke nigga two cents don't matter
Give a fuck what you say about me
Broke bitch two cents don't matter
It doesn't matter, it
Where You From? Who The Boss? I'm'a Break Him Off
Where You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off
I Hear Him Talkin', But He 'Bout To Get That Ass
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
the roof
He landed on Mercer by Versace
Last time they see me I'll
Be shootin' out the Masi
Gucci tearaway suit's, Jesus
Make two bricks out of one
Wipe your
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
comin' by, you a target cop Callin' bitch, where you started
Fuck 12, fuck you, but bitch, you know by the whole school
Would kill myself if I was you too
than 30 million albums 50 Cent's
Highly successful catalog
Including Get Rich or Die
Tryin', The Massacre
Curtis and Before I Self Destruct
Will continue
time, stay off that down the alley mule and gin.
You can get some mule on Walnut Street, fifty cents a throw.
You can get some white mule on Walnut
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