Lyrics:
I be so high I be smokin on a pile o weed
N I won't stop til my pockets on a salary
Tell me why the fuck
These pussy niggas mad me
I'm a king up in
Dress to kill by the grim reaper
Alumni snap, fuck Tisa
You niggas all dressed in fuck-season,
I walk thru the sand in these Lebron James South Beachers,
War
We Gonna War
(We Goin to war)
I'm About To Take The Lead
Everythin On Me
Call Me Capitain
(Call Me Capitain)
It's All About War
We Gonna War
(We
and stop my cash count
I snapped they start disappearing like fifty cents eye brows
How that sound
I'm in a glass house you throwing stones at me
All my shit
When them bills due, niggas get ready cause no bullshit I'm buyin'
I'm a government baby, let me get my cheese, let me get my cheese
Got a Chevy trailer
nigga)
Bigger than life (million dollar music, flashy life style)
Oh when the sun goes down we gonna be alright (yeah, the sun do shine, nigga)
This is
these niggas love to
Hate me but fuck it, i’m with it
I’m running the city!
A buck fifty for them bitches
Were a bucket of fifty
Swiss cheese for some
the fuck runnin' off at their mouth?
I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
Word bond, bitches talkin' bout pourin out Cristal
And Dom P they better stick
into the crowd
I wanna see who the fuck gettin' loud
Who the fuck runnin' off at their mouth?
I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
Word bond,
to a rhythm
50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'm gunna get em'
I know you gonna let me shine and get mine
I know you gonna let me in with this nine
I know
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
'cause when I'm drunk! I'm a different nigga!
And all you gonna see is a spark, ain't no whiffin' nigga!
I figure like this...It's just me against
(for real)
Dope fiend beggin' for a dollar from me (what?)
But all I got is fifty cents for a cigarette (here)
Landlord in my apartment knockin'
It's 50 Cent starring as Game
It's autobiographical
I hope you enjoy yourself
50 callin me crazy, I might be just maybe
I'm gangsta, I'm crippin', Damu,
the rent
I'm making dollars you don't make any cents
Im fucking up the pen and paper to preach to all the pissy people they all in my way
Don't kill my
healthy
Niggas ain't believe in me, 50 did, now I'm wealthy
I was on FaceTime showin' shit to my daughter (Naya)
Me and Yayo in Dubai drivin' cars
a nigga up like a dead mitty
Voice in my head, got too many
Hit you with the metal like I'm Yung Simmie
I'mma kill everybody like they did 50
'Cause I
the building (Amen)
A couple real niggas in the building (Amen)
I'm finna kill niggas in the building (Amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say
niggas in the buildin' (amen)
I'm finna kill niggas in the buildin' (amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say when (ah)
And I say
[B.G.]
You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit 50 I'm itchin' to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo
chew ya
Try not to lose me, I try not to lose'ya
Mama say mama sa mu makasa, fly to cuba
To chill with some politi-kill niggas who ill
'cause y'all
that ass like a mickey
It's 50-50 fuckin' with this nigga
Just come and get me
(It's no doubt)
We wanna kill you (that's right)
(It's no doubt)
We wanna
a nigga call me his lil mans just listen
Some niggas use to call me lil kicko
Until I told em don't apply his name to my credentials
Cause he don't kill it
a lot of cross-firin' in the bricks
And I'm gonna kill me a nigga
If they put me in that shit
Look I'm gonna tell ya like I tell my folks
Play with me if
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