Lyrics:
this paid
Let alone all this fame
I was just inspired by the shit that Jody played
I'm talking 50 cent talking Shady talking Jay
This the shit I used
the rose is too intense,
A bottle of joo-joo and I think that'll do,
Here's five dollars and 50 cents.
Hold on he said holding up his hand,
I'm afraid
We'd set up lemonade on the side of the road
You'd always stop by it was on your way home
Fifty cents for a cup you'd leave me the change
You'd say,
(drop, drop)
And look ever since I was a little king
And they said around 10 is when I first picked up the pen
My uncle showed me Jay-Z
Tupac, 50 Cent
of The Marshall Mathers LP
Appreciating the importance of NWA
50 Cent 21 Questions
Always a special memory for me
Study the history
The iconic Biggie
the name
Taking math at the high school, 50 Cent on my iTunes
Verses on the paper they would crumple and tear
From corporate ambience to the rumble and snare
cent your boy be hated by many men
Swinging for the fence you disrespect I'm swinging for the chin
Hold up do you see him wait I think Lyric coming
jako první jarní déšť
Napiš na insta hashtag
Jarda, Gleb for prezident
In Da Club jak 50 Cent
Připadám si hrozně blessed
Jak selka před Starbucksem
Chtěl
und die Schusswaffe glänzt
Get rich, 50 Cent, 030-Citygangs
Keine Zeit für Schlaf, ich muss wach sein
Bull'n observier'n unser Stadtteil
Verräter sind
Dann mit der Pumpgun
(Dann mit der Pumpgun, dann mit der Pumpgun
Dann mit der)
13,50 für ein Kilo Hasch
Nougg3apreis, asahbi, ich liebe meine
year)
AC on blast, so I can wear my Cashmere
Everything's a flex when you were
Up next to die out
I used to crumble the noodles
Fifty cent for a pack
to hit my phone again
50 Cent, I got many men
Friday, slide in a minivan
Bright future, I got plenty plans
Beat up the pussy, I got Tyson hands
Broke nigga
like a Nat
clways on a n**** back, cuz' da' way a n**** act
If a n**** talk his shit, 50 Cent “Get The Strap!”
Paranoia in my mind, always gotta watch my
of time just a little bit (a little bit)
Pardon me yo I’m on some 50 Cent shit (a little bit)
The way you movin’ them thighs got me on the rise
Go from
press a button in a coupe and disappear,
I snap my fingers and a hunnit vibes can just appear,
50 cent, I give all these hoes magic stick,
Wrap it
wasn't tryna die poor
To get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50 Cent
Literally, literally, I'm hated by many men
Says she sees the good in me, but I don't
to that
It was Eminem and Backstreet Boys
Fifty Cent in the club bumping New Noise
Linkin Park
And Street Sharks
Red power ranger could you call me Tony
I'm 50 cent rapping many men uh
Fuck it now I'm taking off my vest
Different type of breed don't compare me to the rest
I'm a beast, carnivore eating
you took him, you say there is a reason
Why we burn under the sun even with spf 50
Either drought or flood, you say it has its season
But honestly I
friends and his so-called bros
He went ghost quick
Power tripping off 50 cent talk is cheap he 100
Ain't cheating on him you was just cheating on yourself
go on throttle, I told her I said it's heaven sent
Take her to my candy shop, I told her I got 50 cents
Got my nieces, love em', by saying that I gotta
Missy Elliot and we need that Jimmy Iovine
Codeine on an IV, and Busta Rhymes to hype me
The fifty cent to million, a hundred for the icing
Hit up Paul
head
I feel like 50 cent I'm wanted dead by many men
The gun cocked and one shot just missed my head
The next shot I then hopped that one hit the bed
be keeping it real, aye
Keep this shit a dollar, I don't keep it fifty cent
I was out there every night, that Marathon on 55th
Nigga all I know is
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