Lyrics:
up til the very end
It's all about paper my nigga
I pop smoke for the dividends
Bullet proof like I'm fifty-cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your
is for my fans, yeah, this is for my fans
I grit my teeth out here in this jungle
Surrounded by truth to see, I know what now this like
It's a gamble
is above us (for real for real for real)
(For real for real, for real for real)
I done been in that field, seen niggas get murked for real for
crummy man
We got to get this money man
(New houses), {got, got to get it}
(Real figures by the thousands), {got, got to get it}
(Big stacks for
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
a girl out that's fine
Life is hard, you know the struggle is real
Life is hard, you know the struggle is real
Come over here begging for more
You ain't
(Da-dum, ba-dum, ba-da-do-da)
I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', lookin' for a come up
This is fucking
history of hip-hop
From way way back
(His martha gupa's?) Hip-Hop Father
Charlie Ahern Wild Style
And 50 Cent's Fifty and More
I used to read this to my
Everything I'm talkin bout real as shit
Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch
And you don't gotta like it but get off my dick
Ohh, hands up for the 5-0
Oh, ohh,
[Kurupt: Intro Talking]
There's only one death row everybody else is imitates
Can't stop more gang riding
First of all let me break this shit
the root of all evil
This is for my people just incase in gets me killed
The leaders been dying off im a branch of that field
Always keep it real even if it
waiting on this nigga Wise, three loaves for two pies
Son he smokin' that shit, I can see it in his eyes
Comin' up Wise, and locs is close
And locs ride
Ay bruh, I'ma tell you on some real shit homie
You know what I'm sayin', you can't let this shit get to you dog
Know what I'm sayin', it ain't no
Well, we think this world
Is a real nice place
But we think that it's a crime
That we should have an older brother
Who picks on us all the time
So,
an independent artist
And they shopping for a target
This industry is calling
Like I'm the new gift up on the market
But you getting more than what has bargained
ones comin? every day
And I was changin? plugs on Moses? magic carpet
When, up through the clouds, there came this Model A
He says, ?Gimme 50 cents
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
ain’t about drama no time for that,
So keep on talking you still can’t match,
What we do is part of a bigger plan,
That cannot be seen by the average man,
leaning on the fence
Tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster
Real big wheel when a gun is in his
Where I come from
Making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody
Fifty cents from a quarter
Yo
Where I come from
It's just a natural reaction
For
[50 Cent]
Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck...
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
[Young Buc]
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas
on
50 back on that shit, 50 finger to flip
[Tony Yayo/(50 Cent)]
They dont do it like this, concentrate on the wrists
I got see-thru rocks
and DefJam, but fuck Ja Rule
Irv Gotti I can't wait for Raekwon to break fool
Trynna sign Daz, nigga Daz ‘ll sign you
And when you hit the West, this is what we
dick, like my name was 50 Cent, G-Unit!
I come with the heat, see my hits
Sound so sweet, Missy ain't pissy
Is you dizzy, is you with me
Tip me when you
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