Lyrics:
like you and those who hate you Is wide different
So you can’t always be the hero in some stories you are The villain
Will you be a hero with a 50 cent
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
50 Cent, Ludacris, Public Enemy, ScHoolboy Q
I was rapping with artists I'd never heard of before
Who ripped the mic in ways I'd never seen in person
pinched
Scrapped by, believe me homie, I only had 50 cent And even then, I was still flyer than many men
I wanna be down, with what you're going through I
They screamin’ all lives matter I say prove it to me
They screamin’ all lives matter I’ll believe it when I see it
They screamin’ all lives matter
still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
And my time is none, because I'm writing more
I don't hear to meet a soul
got a dollar and a quarter and I'm just ringing the clock,
But don't let no female, play me cheap,
I got fifty cents more than I'm gonna keep.
So let
got a dollar and a quarter and I'm just ringing the clock,
But don't let no female, play me cheap,
I got fifty cents more than I'm gonna keep.
So let
got a dollar and a quarter and I'm just ringing the clock,
But don't let no female, play me cheap,
I got fifty cents more than I'm gonna keep.
So let
around your way
It's been a long time
Long time long time
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Struck by the luck of the draw
Real life preservation
What I'm
and a quarter
Just rarin' to clown
But don't let nobody play me cheap
I got fifty cents more that I'm gonna keep, so
Let the good times roll, let the good
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
paranoid, you can call me crazy
Last time they came though they spent about a buck eighty
About a buck eighty? Yeah, hundred-eighty-thousand
Matter fact,
paranoid, you can call me crazy
Last time they came though they spent about a buck eighty
About a buck eighty? Yeah, hundred-eighty-thousand
Matter fact,
hair
I'll take fifty cents for a shampoo
I still don't want to look back
At the age of 15, I took 200 yuan and went to Nanjing
No education, no ability,
teach me
That I just cannot let slip by the way
She teach me that money is the motive
Matter how yuh approach it
Don't watch no face
Just hustle and keep
and fighting sleep over nothing that was ever learned
Making an exit 'fore the party's getting over
Barely making 50 cents but I'm still fighting like a soldier
nights in a vehicle
Six projects by age twenty five, I just don't see people
Biking three times their body weight up fat ass hills for several years
Bullet proof like I'm fifty cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your head
You better not play with me nigga
Write a song, drop a hit, go do a show like
that money man (yeah)
Let's get that money man
Let's get that money man (yeah)
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit!
50 Cent uhh, Greg Street, ATL to Dallas
You heard me?
Hot 97 blazing hip hop and R&B you now
Tuned into G-Unit radio 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks
Tony Yayo
It's like everywhere I look
And everywhere I go
I'm
I'm thinkin like why bother
Use to get 50 cents and buy pops In the hood
I was livin like I was unbothered
Do you know how it feel wake up in
the setting is
Countryside of Italy probably gon be next for him
I been reckless since G Unit and 50 cent in this
Nigga broke my heart when he told me that he
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