Lyrics:
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
a question and I
Need the answer on the spot
That bitch you with she like you
Or she like what you got
It's 50 Cent and M-O-B-B breath easy
We ain't finna kill
Ladies and gentleman
I know you were very surprised when
You heard for the first time
50 Cent is running for the president
I like to thank you
For
and sweet like cinnamon
But everyday like 50 Cent, yes, many men
They wanna take me out the spot, they want the pussy and the ends
But separate the paper
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
the Chosen one
By the way she acting yeah, she can be my hun
Like fifty cent you wanna be best friend
If relation will you be my rider to the end
Confessions
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
a dog a bone
I'm still down to sell crack
Out a fiends home
God bless the child with a flawless flow
Say gave a nigga the talent to push blow
Like a pimp
California where us youngstas slang that cocaine
and we be hoppin it up and choppin it up and rockin it up
to tens twenties fifties and hundreds
me and bro, we was in the store
And both of us got 50 cent cakes
Blow this stick like clarinets
I work this bitch like Kelpy G
My dog trappin',
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
M through with standing in line just to get the iPhone 15 pro max
It's like the bottom of the twelfth and I’m down by ten runs, and I'm never gonna
Q's
I need a letterman
'Cause all I do is ball
Like I'm sponsored by Lavar's brand
Big dog status
Baby do the shit for me
Do it so good
Like you tryna
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
on it
I'm Curtis, I got fifty cent on me
Fresh than a bitch with a blick on me, I told her
Ayy, everywhere I go, it look like I'm a lick
Ain't got
I give drugs to the thugs price-free
Handed down the game by that nigga Ice-T
No doubt players like me
Recognize the great King Tee, about twenty
whipped, this shit is ridiculous
Shoutout to 50 Cent, man (let the Bandplay)
Huh?
Say you a gangster, but you ain't never shot nothin'
How you
The Hustle don't stop, Hustle don't quit
Got a "Hustlers Ambition", like, 50 Cent
Want the, "Finer Things", in this, life I live
So I'll, grind til I
Ya'll niggas want to get high, well we gonna get high then
This shit right here is drugs, ya'll for sell baby
50 Cent uh, take it how you want
By the bar by the bar ho I'm by the bar
50 racks on me 120 in this car
By the bar by the bar ho I'm by the bar
Iced out dog tags Presidential R
When you stop the programs for after school
And they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic
They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions"
We scream, "rocks, blows,
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
New York City (New York City)
You are now rackin' with 50 Cent
(with 50 Cent) are you ready?
(are you ready?
Gun cocks) I said are you ready?
(are
Oh, oh, Gggga Gggga G-UNIT
(UNIT, haha) , yeah, it's 50 CENT (CENT)
And Lloyd Banks
(BANKS) , and Tony Yayo (YAYO)
Nigga, nigga (haha, haha)
You
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