Lyrics:
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Baby she be buzzin’ and she actin’ like a Nat
Always on a N**** back, cuz’ da’ way a N**** act
If a N**** talk his shit, 50 Cent “Get
That's why they talk silly when they not with me
I keep it one hundred and they do fifty
They keep on asking what is wrong with me
I ask them merely what
rock bruh
Many men
Many men
Many men
Many men
Many men
(Oooo-ooo)
Wish death upon me
Blood in my eyes dog
And I can't see
I'm trying to be what
I'm
dead rappers by the thousands, all these dead rappers make mountains, dead men
Yeah, It ain't no secret, you don't like me and I don't like you
the store and we both get 50 cent cakes
You heard what I said in that new shit I say
If you can't break bread he fake
I had one more buck on my plate
It was
play not today
What the fuck happened to MTV
Why these whack people get to make a cd
I dont know man look at 50 Cent
He dont move his mouth when
you lookin' for enlightened men I can't help you
You got your degree? You can still be a bitch
If you knew your baby's father, maybe you wouldn't be
you could hold my ground
I could tell ya bout some shit you'd prolly know by now
If you'd been through half of it or ever strolled my route
My God
I
got the nine like fifty cent
You use the wrong tone you get stomped out by many men
Always ready to brawl Controlled Chaos is raw
All I do is spit facts
men, get rich or die like I'm 50 Cent
Remember when life was the simplest, back when I didn't have fifty cent
Sober now, I'm takin' Yoga classes
I'm
thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it
what you think of me
That’s why they talk silly when they not with me
I keep it one hunnid and they do fifty
They keep on asking what is wrong with me
I
Making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
of Floyd done put that fear into many men
Many men
Fifty Cent Many Men
I'm not a fan can't pretend
Shit get crazy where my baby
Rock my baby FN
Shorty mad
will be goner
We don't that plays no games in its honor the movement
Got many more men than your 50 cent
That includes dead presidents that once
Keep it check
Just do it
50 cent with the vest
Get rich or die tryin
That's cream at its best
Pussy money some think power up next
Smells like you had
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
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
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
Don't make me knock it off
You ain't down to catch a hat so quit the cap
You been bitched by many men
50 cent I tell my dog to get the strap
I'm not
end hated on by many men
And I need a G for a unit like I'm 50 Cent
Double up for the rent make it triple cop the bent
Nigga talking about he play wit
song by The Fray
Cause I said it did let it live
Give me the credit like reddit
I'm throwing these subs
Like 50 cent, I'm dead or at least "many men
Will
Damn, I'm bout to sin again
Feeling like LeBron James
Damn, I'm bout to win again
Feel like 50 cent
Because I'm hated by so Many Men
We used to be cool
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