Lyrics:
Went to the rib shack, ordered chicken and the collard
greens but there's no money left in my wallet
But I kept fifty cents for my juice (word?)
Now we
yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take
who am I to judge?
I gave 50 cent to many men. Time went back had me looking at my watch like
Don't be living your life by somebody time line.
Life's
a gangsta
You had us all fool you a pranksta
Here's 50 cents you a wanksta
Too much dirty laundry like hampers
That man can't lead the team
He slow off
about how they did me
Yeah
Everybody 'cept for Boosie, 50 Cent and Dave Chapelle
Ain't none of them niggas I helped get 'em Billboard helped me out
to the wind trying to know down these pins
He'll keep swinging from the hair above his chin
Till he finds his soul in the fifty cent bin
The price
So I walked into a store with
A couple BUCKs from the BANK
Saw a pack of M&Ms asked
How much? 50 CENTs? Thanks
Grabbed a box of Ike & MIKEs
JONES
washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
or the Lex or the Benz
116th by the hour from the Africans
But they won't let you push 'em
One tried to get fly I almost had to mush him
If I wanted to rob
Getting by in the end and ended up deep in debt
Working our asses off for degrees that won't reap a cent
Yeah that'll leave a dent, when you're two faced
know how much a scale would cost. You know, 50 bucks, 80 bucks, $6 and 99 cents, $6.99. And go, even if it's off by 30 pounds. Who cares?
I said for
me
I can get ya whole family wiped
Out for less then a G
The OG stands for Organized General
I'm still educated and graduated
To a criminal
I'll make
and cents fifty
Like Curtis Jackson
Ready for lights, camera, action
Don't perform
If you ain't coming with passion
Accelerate like gas
Win in convincing
on the dishes and counter
I would see em every hour
Cold water in the shower
Just needed 50 cents to feel the power
Block always loud seen ferns sniffing
me inhale
No time to look up in the sky
Dry your tears and stop cryin'
50 Cent show us at 2005
There's a lot of fake goals so Get Rich or Die Tryn'
money by Monday ain't got no time for waiting
Puttin down like 50 cent I been power trippin maybe
These hoe ass niggas be selling dreams
Had the same
Now it's big face time and I'm Balling on niggas baseline
It's on the wasteline
50 cent that nigga I'll let him taste 9
Then ima chase mine can't breath
bro
Ideally love your cynic by my side
But to doubt me in front of kids
The shit that hurt my pride
Hard to accept but you'll sit and watch me roll in
No many men 50cent
Please go away
Temptations they come and they go
We move fast
Yeaaah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Everything's fine at the moment
Don't
go
(Young)
We's bad lil' boys, waitin for Santa Claus
In pajama drawers
So we can take half his toys
(Gimme ya shit)
We'll climb up the chimney
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
good someday, yeah
Remember having fifty cent to my name
A quarter juice and some hot flames
We were sitting on the couch watching He Got Game
My
houses, Brooklyn, Building
Fifty, Cent killed in, Never wasted
Time on tracks for explosions
While society acting, Dotage
Making, Heroes, Out of racist,
Brooklyn, Building
Fifty, Cent killed in, Never wasted
Time on tracks for explosions
While society acting, Dotage
Making, Heroes, Out of racist, Like Al
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