Lyrics:
don't like you, you don't like me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like
before
It wasn't like this before
50 Cent, I'm makin hit's now
Don't try an act like you ain't heard
I'm the shit now some bitches changed
'cause they
look down to Pee Wee Herman)
[50 Cent - Verse 1]
50, lefty, no gun in my right palm
Bronx niggaz love me, like they think our mics on (WOO)
These rap
will it stop
Jay and Dame ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm
(but you gay gay)
That tranny woulda popped out
Like, "Hey Cass', remember me?"
I don't know if y'all know this
But it's a lot of gay niggas in
cents fuckin' many men
I'll shoot it up in less than 60 seconds I'm the minute man
Little bit of sweet, a lot of spicy like some cinnamon
Uh, 2010 Benz
mean, like, Soul, assist him
Get him help, I'm sendin' this nigga out the Solar System
I mean it's simple, Aretha Franklin, you a soul sister
(That
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
Thats why
It's alright go out take a break come back
So hot you can't deny it its your boy 50
This one right here is for
The haters for real i want you
like a rat, it ain't cap, mask on, fuckin' mask off
Ain't lookin' up to no one but that clarin' top
She ain't no hood bitch, she a Karin ' thot
Aimin'
give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em
(Give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em)
50 Cent got that shit that made them “girls go wild,
and
I'm still on the grind
When you ain't in my clique
It's hard to shine
I mean talent like this is so hard to find
G-Unit!
I don't dream now that I'm
saying ‘hey u earned it’”
“How much you got?”
“I got that, oh baby, I got that. .”
50 dollars, 50 Dollars
(At the club with my)
50 dollars, 50 Dollars
(At
kinda girl
You know every now and then you might find somebody you feel like understands you a lil bit, you know?
Its all good man
[Chorus-50 Cent
on the landline
I could sell it by the pan
Or the gram in this
Scramble in the lamb like I
Got the shit pan-fried
So nasty and so classy
Have you lookin' like Ryan
makes it hot
Uh huh, and we just don't stop
Come on, come on so Plush make it hot
Uh huh, and it just don't stop
Check this out now (I like)
Darkchild
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
a nigga blowed
Had to walk around like I'm 50 Cent
20 chains on me, 50 thousand cash all on me
Momma said I'm a walkin' lick
But I don't give a shit they
Shots to his chest Fifty Cent like its Many Men
Yeah, Fifty Cent like it's many men
I been getting to the bag I won't stop now
Just like Kyle Lowry you
and 50 cents i am so famous I'm doing
A collab with 50 cent
50th century is his name so with that I went
Oh shit he's upper class I
Bet he pays his rent
[50]
It's 50 dent & S-N-double O-P
You don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me
[Chorus (50 cent)]
Every time I come around they like
let that bitch fish scale
For real
It feels like silk
This is that Sin City
Golden Navy
Players Club
Sue's Rendezvous
I mean this is like head
it, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's that gangsta shit
That's that gangsta shit (50 Cent, Trackmasters)
That gangsta shit
That's that gangsta shit
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