Lyrics:
get on quickly (not me)
Forty on me, don't tempt me, labels won't pimp me (at all)
Paint the five fifty lemonade as I flow simply (skrt)
Rockin' old
speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped
the cut, hey nigga, roll that weed up (roll that)
If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I don't
fifty cents you got fifty cents left
Roll next door play a little three on three down the park
You remember
Back in the day, I'm waking up I brush my
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
popular immorality
Sympathy disease head, population misled
Self indulgent past dead, absence of the God head
Pimps, pushers and harlotry
Nepotism, no
could tell by his look
Cause he looked the way I look
When I look for a jooks
Bitch
Motherfucker
Teamwork, work hard nigga
50 cent
Rotten Apple
G-UNIT
I know is to show these ??? how it supposed to go
50 Cent
I'll teach ya how to Stunt
The Game
Countdown to Armageddon Motherfucker, Chuck Taylor in
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
high (hey)
Da duh duh, I get superman high (hey)
Yeah, what it is?
Ball up in the club with 50 hundred-dollar bills,
Right hand ice 'cause I got
bullshit you was serving it was all purpose
We all chipped in nigga and we all hurting
I gots to grind just like in eighty-nine
When a niggas 25 cent pieces
(Tre is that a band?)
Im finna get out the hood
Just to come back in some new shit
They say Im misunderstood
Give a fuck about ya two cents
I see
heavy for the shit they bringing to the table I ain't ready
My two cents worth 100,000 dollars when I talk they see blue strips and the fetty
I wanna fix
(Do it, do it)
It was once said by Black Thought that "Things fall apart"
Knew I shouldn't have been messin' with dude's girl from start
But I pimp
tryna live life,
Penthouse for a pimp, only drove the benz twice
Convertible to the cars, cause I murdered all of ours
Get 50 collect calls from dawgs
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool (lunch, brunch)
Considered a fool 'cause I
one city to the next, Luda landed in the ATL
Where the pimps and the players dwell
I made a tape, did shows and got exposure
And kept learning as my
shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been
(hoes)
Self-made nigga, run it up, slangin' bows (bows)
I'm wit' the mob, all my niggas on go mode (go mode)
Fifty somethin' shots in my chop, I'ma
Qu'du bénef
J'suis l'Milan
T'es Marseille
J'suis triste quand
J'fais pas d'zeille
J'finesse ta pute comme 50cent
I did it by myself without no help
I’ve been sippin
On some Bombay
Cuz life gives me lemons
Pink lemonade
And the pink's for the women
That be thinking that I’m 50 cent
Cuz we be Effen
Ooh
Intro: (50 Cent)
(Two street kids now men, its sad it had to end this way, But before i go into that...lets start from the begining....)
Intro: (50
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