Lyrics:
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but two hours of pushin' broom
Buys
he touched down
Said he ready to put on the highway
My first fifty pounds
Look
Right now I weight one forty eight
I'm underweight
I'm five nine and I'm
selbst 'n zu geringes Kontingent!
Mit 'ner Million mach Ich euch platt wie 'n Puck
Ich hab keine 50 Cent doch mach Party im Club!
Schmeißt die Fuffies
G G G, G G G-Unit
No peace talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm getting yo ass
[50 Cent]
Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit
no paper, see ya later
I'm paranoid so I keep her by the dresser
That bitch is mean, got a beam and a suppressor
I'm tryna get that cash I gotta
selbst 'n zu geringes Kontingent!
Mit 'ner Million mach Ich euch platt wie 'n Puck
Ich hab keine 50 Cent doch mach Party im Club!
Schmeißt die Fuffies
what what
What, what, what what
I'm gonna rock some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up, this is
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
I'm infatuated wit the game I can't I love it
From
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but two hours of pushin' broom
Buys
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys
buys an
Eight by twelve four bedroom, I'm a
A man of mean by no means
King of the road
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no
fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man
still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
And my time is none, because I'm writing more
I don't hear to meet a soul
the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent]
(Now everything's changed) I'm rich bitch
(You've
And a brick all these red rubies
If he bigger go pick up a
Stick with a 50 clip and I ain’t 50 cent
Get you killed for like 50 packs
She assuming so she bet her
Ayo I'm home
Where the fuck you been at
What
I been at work
You tripping
Well you got off at three and it's three fifty two
And it's a thirty minute
I pull up paranoid on the board
I'm pulling down so hard and
I'm sipping on that bar, that's that drink
And my pocket's got a fat bank
And my
hit me since
They ain’t hit me since
It just made me colder
Got a ni**a tense
All this power and i'm suited like I'm 50 cent
I stand behind this
Hella paranoid i sleep by my .38
Come to my home you aint finna escape
My closet be filled choppas and chains
Not talking links but i do make it rain
Im
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
The fifty mack god-drunill
I'm hard to kill like Aids
Ganja still I blaze
You want the real I'm craze
Don't ever play around
I blaze you down like you weigh
an eight by 12 four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Oh, but two hours of pushin' them brooms
Buys
around the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent (Singing)]
(Now everythings changed) I'm rich
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