Lyrics:
I'll be lane splittin'
Bounced up outta the house and got to day sippin'
Loud mouth runnin' the town and got to blame switchin'
Hoped by now, that I'd be
your swings
You niggas keep rappin' 'bout your dreams
My reality 50 birds waitin' in the wings
Do it my way
I hit the highway with the batter
So when
know how much a scale would cost. You know, 50 bucks, 80 bucks, $6 and 99 cents, $6.99. And go, even if it's off by 30 pounds. Who cares?
I said for
somebody be so perfect?
Boy, you really got me by the neck
Whatever you want, you just gotta ask
I'll do anything for you, boy, anything
Yeah, I'll do
the sauce and the thrill make the bill worse
One hitter hit me up saying can I ask you something quickly
He asked can I get your two cents? here's 50
Get rich
New York City!
You are now rapping, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it,
I just wanna chill and twist a lot
Catch suns in my 7-45
You drive me crazy
lived (Hey)
All I know is go trying get rich (Rich)
Trying make a dollar outta 50 cent (Do It)
You ain't never did it how a nigga did (Fuck Naw)
You ain't
niggaz are hard plus we all crazy
Wishing I can be a peaceful man and, hoping that the Lord save me
Fuck a nigga named 50 Cent, you nothing but change
Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo
Timbaland sounds so good
But I might not be ready i don't know
If I spend a 100 grand on the beat
Then we
do it on a Thursday
I blew and beat that cake up
You would swear it was my birthday
Bitch I'm the man!
Got 50 Cents in my pocket
Don't care 'bout
shouldn't rent!(He's a banker!)
That check will cost you 50 cents!
It will cost you 50 cents!
He's a banker and he's says it will cost you 50 cents!
He's
a good connect for you, okay, okay
(50 Cent)
Look bitch he can't treat you the way I do
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
I got a bunch of paper I
a psychopath
But half the time, while I'm scramblin and gamblin to pay the rent
I'm livin day by day and cent by cent
By the end of the week my knees feel weak,
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
be foldin', fuckin' with Swollen
Queens get jacked by the king of spades
Buc Fifty, Mad Child, Prev Won, poker face
Full house, royal flush,
I just gotta go pop off
Anything that I just say ey
Ready know that I go make ey
Anything that I go do oouu
Ready know that it is you oouu
Ready know
before I went live, so I’ll be damned if anyone eliminate my shine. Illuminated: it’s about damn time!
Patiently waited: God had me on stand-by. 50 cent
(Mary)
M-J, 50 Cent, G-Unit
This is simple
I feel you understand
Another man
Can't quite
Love you girl (yeah a little louder) like I can
Your
of time just a little bit (a little bit)
Pardon me yo I’m on some 50 Cent shit (a little bit)
The way you movin’ them thighs got me on the rise
Go from
fifty dollars for a T-shirt"
Limited edition, let's do some simple addition
Fifty dollars for a T-shirt, that's just some ignorant bitch shit
I call
But I call em prophets
But is you real or fake
Like 50% of these red carpets
Think about then i cap it
Do you copy, u a copy
Try to stop me, better
que el está al lado mío (aha)
Por eso soy un sobreviviente (yeah)
W (It's 50)
50 Cent (aha)
Ferrari F50
Multimillo Records
Yo represento al
week, without fail
And put in fifty cents extra for stamps
Hallelujah, you, friends, will receive
Every day next week a different
A different member
week, without fail
And put in fifty cents extra for stamps
Hallelujah, you, friends, will receive
Every day next week a different
A different member
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