Lyrics:
February 20, 2014
50 Cent announced today that he has signed an
Exclusive worldwide distribution and services
Agreement with Caroline capitol
UMG
teach me
That I just cannot let slip by the way
She teach me that money is the motive
Matter how yuh approach it
Don't watch no face
Just hustle and keep
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
forever hustle with my mystic hoes
And soon you gonna see just how crunk this shit be once we get rich
Till then it's back to hustlin' with my misfits
Turn on my microphone you get Me
Hey ee
I drop the shirt and I wear knicker
I smoking Gas like a Cylinder
I grip the 50 like Vivica
Ride deadly
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
Making money
Wake up to the hustle
Cause my mind is on
Making money
20 50 Hunnids
All my people
Making money
Only messing with them dimes
Making
or dollars
Q: Hey 50, just a couple questions
- From the recent G-Unit reunion are
There any chances of The Game
Being involved? Also what was it like
get the crown yet
To be a king
That I'm destined To be
the king I'm supposed to be
Or Imma die trying
Like 50 cent
Imma get rich or die trying
Getting
jolly ranchers if you coppin something
And she cannot come around me she don't hustle nothin
No you cannot come around me
Better hustle something
No you
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
bricks
I had a jacob like 50 cent
In '04 got my paper acts in me nigga
I get my grind on house 3 stairs had it for 2 years
Still ain't satisfied that's how
shit slugs gone fly
I'm from the hood called BI
Where them thugs got to survive, like the hills have eyes
We watch them cops ride by
I got my wife
outline it
Man i'm feel like 50 cent finna get rich or die trying
Ayee
My first car I bought it straight cash
2nd 3rd bought em straight cash
Like
it)
I'm so fly I go by Mr. Kent (Black Superman)
I'm gone get rich or die trying 50 cent (Hustle)
Small town make big plays (Yup)
Don't come around if
tilbake ble du skremt
For Castor Bean kom inn
I gamet 20 år for sent
Kongen av New York Bo Biggie og 50 Cent
Jeg gjør om v'en i Vlone om til en W
For
I been tryna make the whole damn city lit
I gotta play it like the boy ain't an idiot
They might me shoot me 9 times like I'm 50 cent
But ima keep
dawg
So I hustle hard
Make sure my game stay sharp
Just a lil bounce back
Assure that we forever ball
I lost 50 then lost 50 then lost 50
The last
50 Cent or 2Pac
'cause' 2 shots is too many
Too hot to go in me
I've rather sit remmy
In the back of this Bentley
And only fuck with niggaz and you
don't make cents/sense
I'm a hood rich nigga, I ain't never had shit
I really ain't shit; niggaz talkin 'bout me
But they really ain't shit, they
You overzealous calm down
You ain't hot like me word around town
I set the streets a blaze
Only do 1 thang in this rap game
That's hustle
Hustle
bet he poor?
On the twenty-ninth, he gettin' fired because dawg a temp'
Hustle that's instilled in me, could score a thirty off the bench
Thirty-one,
do one more game of counting by fives on our fingers
This is a long one, keep going
Get set, ready, go
5, 10, 15, 20
25, 30, 35, 40
45, 50, 55,
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