Lyrics:
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
this music
I love my fans (I love my fans)
I don't read the Bible, big books in my pants (big books in my pants)
And I got power, no fifty cents in my
ridin' on 10s fuckin' on twinny twins
Thought she was a dime, caught her 50 cents fuckin' many men
I'll shoot it up in less than 60 seconds I'm the minute
bitch?
I get everything I wanna get
I have some fun with it and make her momma trip
'Cause if I'm in her life, it's a problem!
A real player's at your
Banks, 50 Cent
[Lloyd Banks]
[Verse One]
Look Mommy, we can creep through the ghetto with ya, feet and stiletto take a, cartlan party is when ya sneak in
Get rich or die trying like i'm 50 Cent
Still rockin' a tee i bought for 50 cent
Outside seein in
K my medicine
Yeah, we all numb
Thanks to CNN
Start
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
Gettin' fed through his arm in a hospital will slim him up
Get it through yo head, 50 Cent don't care
I cock triggers, light the block up, iller than
our faces when you won't
G-Unit, [50 Cent] G-G-G-G, G-Unit
[50 Cent]
Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint I am Loco
Betta than soso the games in
money Broke niggas can't get fifty cent from me
Play wit in da pussy I play wit Da digital
Plays on da way Gotta pay individual
Paving da way Parking
'm in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
[50]
It's 50 dent & S-N-double O-P
You don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me
[Chorus (50 cent)]
Every time I come around they like
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
don't really... I started getting tingles up the back, I don't like that. Dave?
Oh, get out of here. Anyway, no. Hahaha! Jeez, four top ten singles in
[Hook]
I am 100, I double 50 cent
If you wanna talk ish ya derrier gets kicked
Show you who's boss like Feds did Micheal Vick
And show ya how
come across never took loss cause she leaving better
Winners win momma told me to get the dividends, and I did
Many men hating on me feel like 50 Cent
the biddies imma get money till I die
I get money in my seat using wifi
After I beat it she gimme a highfive
We tax a nigga like five guys these niggas burgers
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Do It Like Me)
{[50 Cent:] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear}
You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too
But Nobody Gon' Rock With You
that bitch, then pulled off with her friend (skrrt)
"How he get that?" Shh, just know we got it in (brrt)
Gave my partner fifty cent, he shot many men
since
They don't Curtis see me rich, wouldn't give me 50 cent
Show no courtesy with these sticks, we let them bitches spit
I know Curtis see these sticks.
Yeah, it's 50
Look, you need me man
You need me
I mean, you hate me
But you need me
'Cause I got the best product man
I mean look, it's pure,
and guess what she do?
Around two in the mornin' that [ho] gone
Then she come with some different clothes on
I guess the [bitch] is so fine that you pay it
[Intro]
Yeah, let's take 'em back
Uh huh
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
Comin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a girl
Confusin' occurs, comin' up in
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