Lyrics:
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
tragic
All these deaths gone make me cause Some havoc
Yea, this that new blizzy
Ain't no more slacking, cuz I'm Rocking out every city
Please don't come
Take pride eyes closing to capture My drift
Now your eye open cause you Captured my sense
Trying to make a dollar out of Fifthteen cent
Thousand
on 'em
I did this here by myself I ain't need no big homie
Won't make a move without my gun, I keep that stick on me (bang)
My life's so filled with
It was just comin out like a motherfucker
(Right) the nigga amped be like come on
Come on motherfucker!
Come on, motherfuckers, come on
Come on,
(50 Cent) G-Unit! Ha Ha! 50 Cent Hook: If some shots may happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me I be aight Niggaz could waiste ammo firin
I swear by Almighty God
To tell the whole truth
And nothing but the truth
Guns guns
They torture all the women and children
Then they've put
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
Hey why've all reg'stered, open the gate n let em out and walk em bout.
Ere we come a letter number twenty-nine, what're you gonna gimme for er
to shoot to get the loot
Then I guess you got to do what you gotta do
But know this, fa sho this, its somethin for realler
From a fifty cent nigga
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
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit
50 Cent, nigga (Uh, huh) , Tony Yayo (yeah)
Whoo Kid (Is this what you want?)
Yeah, and you don't stop
I do a one-eight-seven
my parents is getting concerned now everybody talking about like who the next Big Or Pac 50 Cent Nas Jada or Jay Z no disrespect yeah they hot but i'm
shouldn’t have
Come to this, but that’s two cents to coin a phrase
And I could keep this flow going for days
But if the centerfold holding resentment when
want no smoke
No, y'all niggas don't put no hours, but
I know I got that power
No Kanye West No 50 cent
I swear she got that power
No bulletproof gun
got me to lose, mixin' with
klonopins
See if I touch the stars, I can
Boy, that's what I represent
Kill many men like 50 Cent
Ain't got a gun, then
pardon without guns
Brooklyn Chop House, housed the short rib bao buns
I don't wait on people to tell me stuff
To rap about, I'm surrounded by make you
москве
Это шутка конечно
Я хочу умереть старым, в один день с андеграундом
Когда 50 cent станет ванхандредфаузэнтнахуй
Leave me in a kitchen with 3 grams
all restless
I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent
Vivica,we can share him like the president
Tabloids,I don't care,it's irrelevant,I'm heaven sent
know these niggas can't fuck with me (can't fuck with me)
Asshole by nature, one deep, pussy nigga come get me (pussy nigga come on)
Hit yo ass with
your head cracked for that
You gettin' money nigga?
(YEAH) , you thugged out? (YEAH)
50 Cent is the hottest shit out this year
(YEAH) you bust your gun
cheese
Ready I come from the hood
Really get it out the mud
Niggas hatin cause I'm up
Niggas on stand by
Have them niggas rough em up
Fuck they really
funk flex yeah
g unit
you understand what's about to happen
(Chorus)
nigga guess who's bazack its not beanie seagel J hoe
50 cent yah niggas
[50 Cent]
ay , yo we can't stay alive forever,
so if the shit hits tha fan then we might as well die together, im hi as ever, more hoe's and more
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