Lyrics:
know what they thinking of
Mad at us for being players
And they can't get no love (I see you, playa)
What it boil down to, cause my flow's hot
Your flow
or any miracles
But I'm doin' better on my own
So if you see me, walk on by, babe
Don't say nothin', walk on by now
Do yourself a favor, walk on by
[Black Rob - almost mumbling]
They said that I'm a Rottweiler
And I'm from the Rottweiler house, the Rottweiler New York
[G-Dep]
Really, get
time I drink I mix a perc with it
I got lows
You paying ten-forty I'll get it for seven-fifty
Suburb
Lil bitch ain't in the streets she just like hood
of 5.0's in the ten
I cannot be seen, my car got 5%, the tint
I be making money, I could go and pay your rent
Switching on the team so, no, you cannot get
'm stuffing thousand lines in each and every verse I get ya,
I kiss her in the mouth, she watch my money stack,
She know I'm here forever, its deeper then
try me
All they get is 50 cent franks and papayas
From the village to the telly
Time to kill it on your belly no question
Had more black chicks between
I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
I get one
and equipped blowing piff by the zip
Off the rip
Off the rip
I'm that nigga nigga
You ain't shit
Had to make a dollar out of fifty cents
Now it's up so you know
on the stage like me
The first beats she makes will be 'Snowman Remix'
She can make beats like me
And when I play 'Stormy Weather' she gets mad
Put
backwoods, this a lava stick
There's a million ways you can get rich
I ain't dying, trying, I ain't 50 cent
Put your seatbelt on, we can sell straps
All about
Ain't asking no questions
So By any means Imma get it
I see it
I want it
Ain't asking no questions
So By any means Imma get it
If you ain't gettin money
the grace of God, we gon' see the light
[01:49:00] I go by YT, that's my preference
[01:50:00] I'm a Google scholar, you get the reference
[01:52:00] Long
50 Cent got a big ol dick
I know I told you I'll be tru (be tru)
But 50 Cent got a big ol dick
So I'm leaving you, heeeeey
If you got a big dick
the way we move, so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up gettin' rushed by too many to handle us (ha)
It's funny, I guess money does have its
tricks, when I fix the remix
I twist this disc with emphasis, since
dead presidents took residence, from dollars and cents
I got pull like Magneto
on the same page
Don't love no hoe just like Sasuke
Like 50 cent get rich or die trying
Beat niggas up just like myke Tyson
Independent no I ain't never signing
Pull up with the bands I dance away.
[Chorus]
Money, money coming in, bank teller call me by first name eh
I ain't famous but the green got me fame eh,
get it
Out the dirt
Sun rise
Putting in work
Sunset
Putting in work
All day
Putting in work
Yea
It′s kinda ironic
I get my money from the dirt
Cause I
It ain't my fault how you gone broke like 50 cent I am the troll
If you want beef, just let me know, I be waitin at your door
Like ya barber, ACP gon'
yo
I coulda told ya so, I'm no dummy
Girls out there will act funny for the money
If ya rollin' in dough, she'll treasure ya
Instead of a pager she
Taking nine shots like she's 50 Cent
Coughing like she challenge cinnamon
Gas Gas Gas Gas 1500
1500
I want that green guacamole
Lot of cheese macaroni
coming in you know that I’m stacking it
2 years ago I couldn’t even imagine this
I put in work this ain’t happen by accident
How you 50 when I kept it 100
[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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