Lyrics:
don't fuck with their pink labels
They said I wasn't shit, that was ever since the first grade
But I opposed them knowing that one verse could make
the fuck I gets down, me (G-Unit)
I'm a rider for real (50 Cent)
I keep my hands on the steel (Lloyd Banks)
I let it go me for real (Yayo)
Go ahead
Who the fuck you think let why'all wild niggas in
Allowed you to put down ya guns, and raise ya pen
Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig, we don't fuck with no pig
We
fuck you bitch
I don't really want to have to bust you bitch
Roman gold shine so hard
Niggas out here know they can't touch that shit
I don't trip,
innocent like we don't know he wrong
I hope he with the homos gettin' raped and peed on
Usin' them underage girls for inspiration for all that 12 Play,
wanna act out
I just black out
And blow they motherfuckin back out
That's real
We the realest nigga
50 Cent and BIG my nigga
Don't try to act like you
the Range, I'm into nice thangs
I slang weed, cocaine and heroine
50 Cent, that's my name, nigga I bring the pain
You thought shit stay the same, nigga shit
(rriba!), you ain't got it then you vámonos
Plug walk (Tito!, plug walk, plug, plug)
I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk
(Huh? What, what?)
wishing death on me but bitch I am not 50 cent
Many men think I'm spinning on em' like a ceiling fan
Paranoid, how the fuck you know I'm not gon' air it boy
I do not fear no man I put fear in all these men
Yea I got me many men like my name was 50 cent
Before you approach the man do you know who the fuck I
wanna fuck
(Call me) Why you naggin me?
(Call me) Girl you houndin me
(Call me) Why you harassin me?
I don't want alone time, I just wanna fuck
50 Cent
And now things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple
don't come with tax
Now you up in Saks with a bunch of bags
Shake that fuckin' ass for a budget plan
I throw a bunch of cash
I get so bored, I start
with problems, I know how to solve 'em
Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve 'em, shoot 'em up, rob 'em
In the hood we starvin', you don't want problems
committin homicides and drive-bys
livin with ?????
but still slanging that fuckin pie
and got more bitches than you
so what the fuck you
50 Cent West Coast Interview Clip
The fuck you thought?
I was one of them? Yeah
Imma tell you like 50 told me in 03
I don't know what you done heard
a seventy thirty, no way, no way
Or a sixty forty, uh, uh, uh, uh
Talkin 'bout a fifty fifty, when the room is empty
And the clothes come off, I'm doin' you
you're fuckin' with the greatest
[50 Cent]
[Chorus]
Bitch I wanna go to a motel, just for four hours on a short stay, we don't have to go far, far away
If these niggas be outside trust they gettin' hit
Keep it 100 with u pop your ass for 50 cent
I'm tryna shake up on da game remember 50 cent
All
that explore
MC's, I blow 'em out, metaphor after metaphor
I'm more wetter than your boy bigger
So how you figure you can fuck with this rap unemployed
the kind that explore
MC's, I blow 'em out, metaphor after metaphor
I'm more wetter than your boy bigger
So how you figure you can fuck with this rap
the city but couldn't afford a vacay
Debating with my homie Koolaid, tells me he's buying Curtis
I'm buying Graduation, 50's making me nervous
I Get Money
collectin'
My issue you neglectin', seem to me you disrespectin'
Boy don't play with my pape's 'cause I'ma gon' spray where you stay
Pull out that K in
Imma real nigga pull up buss titties
You niggas is shit so I call y'all shitty
Hit his momma don't feel no pity
Fuck that bitch play with her kitty
Twin
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