Lyrics:
When you stop the programs for after school
And they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic
They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions"
We scream, rock, blows,
Wo-Wo bist du jetzt? (Ey)
Ich bin oben, oben wie Mount Everest (ey)
Laufe wie ein Präsident, aber lebe wie ein 50 Cent (drraa)
Auf Wiedersehen,
Ey what's up. Here's the kid 50 Cent.
You are now tuned in to my man Kool Savas.
Optik Boom. Destroy the German Dream, ya heard? G-Unit
Du hast
stick
In da, club
50, Cent
On the block (Yuh yuh)
In my sock (Yuh yuh)
Booted up (Yuh yuh)
So what up (Yuh yuh)
G the mob (Yuh yuh)
So take your shot
a nigga balls fall inside of her jaws
While her drawers fall or
Like a nightstand in the earthquake caused
By the backstroke, dog style, all wild
Kill
of Hen', rockin' til I die
Nuts I bust off, if I bust off
Slugs I bust off, if they want war, what?
[Top Dog]
Up in the club, Top Dog, show me some
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
Doc-Trizzy, Shady-Twizzie slash Aftermath
50 Cent, G-Unit, here we go, free Yayo
Motherfuck a Benzino, they don't know we finna blow
Someone better tell 'em
to the suites, anywhere we can meet
Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the tide
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride
aint perfect
I snuck my gun in the club they dont search me
I got the ups in case a nigga try to murk me
22 but I call her big bertha
Take my check? Ah,
hitler six feet below
FDR he pulled a nifty
Got our island for just fifty
And do limeys dey pack up and go
We dance through the streets in celebration
Da
but the money
What you trying to say?
More fifties more hundreds
Who you trying to be? Who I already is
King of my city, gotta get it how I live
Me
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
of OG. Yeah, I go berserk. That's three fifty, twelve hundred, or fifty. For what it's worth. Yo, for what it's worth you want a quarter ounce. Ninety nine
Gee,steh mit Hoody im Hood
Dieser Track ist hart wie Puller bei deiner Muddi im Mund
Man du Geier stinkst wie Gülle ausm Gulli gepumpt
Du hast 50Cent
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
the atmosphere
I say OOHHHH! It some hoes in here
It must be some players in the atmosphere
Now back da fuck back (un huh)
Back da fuck (un huh) back da fuck back
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
don't follow the rules
Why should I when Reebok giving niggas they own shoes
And I'm dealing with the same problems 50 Cent got
Yayo in jail and they
the ball game,
I buy me a lonely crib 50 on the dog tag
Crack's in the deal that's twenty mill you thought I have gone mad
Naw I had to gone grab
Its the way i live my life
Always give 100 take back 50
Give one 100 and i take back 50
Dont have anytime to be so thrifty
Dont need a shrine just
extending my
Hand that boy's a rat
And I don't party in them
Clubs where informants at
Cause they watching, and the listening
And they plotting with they
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