Lyrics:
want beef, then fine you got it
Topic of discussion mother fucker, that's all I wanted
Because my rhymes are lethal like a fire beneath you
I'll decide
Repetition's necessary, all you are's an adversary
Constantly boasting, yeah I'll be roasting
Call that culinary
I'm on my itinerary, everything is voluntary
When you're around and unwound could you please, keep it
(Scatting)
I said I make 250,000 wait a minute I mean 360 dollars, shit anybody got 5 cents
movie shit
Get out the club BITCH
(50 Cent talking over beat)
2000 shit motherfucker you know how this shit goin down
This is my shit, from now
the projects, but safe with me
Shit, N O are to the E
Spin out at 90 I'm hard with the V, it go
Life, love, me
I'm gon? live my life, hey
Thug life, Lord
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)
[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
either
Too wet or too dry
Jobs are scarce down at the factory
I thank the good Lord I've got you
In times like these
In times like these
When
How they say I'll never make it i ain't even done
Don't need your 2 cents need blue faces by the ton
Tsai shen I'm his Son
Asian god with the funds
crew
through their daily exercises:
Put your hands on your head, Simple Simon Says
Put them down by your side, Simple Simon Says
V V: How do you
Yeah, yeah
By 5 minutes
By 5 minutes
5 minutes she'll be suckin' dick
By 5 minutes she'll be takin' pics
By 5 minutes she'll be on my click
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
moving my guy
Eating up prizes, enemies behind
But I'm in a jam, on my last life
Gotta hunker down, or break another five
All the games are, beeping
don't think I'm they speed (hate the way I speak my mind)
Toes down, both feet (I'm four times twenty-five)
I don't see what they see (how the blind
by child
Hip-hop is being moved on a one-way course
Up and being led by an unseen force
You try to hold it down, won't be no good
The more it gets
water plants across Europe and right here in the
UK by direct marketing.
Drip, drip, drip.
Ok, on the elective side: fear, fear.
You make her brush her
let's go half on a sac for now
Man who cut the trees down? Better ask around
Dollas and cents yeah
Dollas and cents babe
Dollas and cents babe
I'm dopey by design
There's nothing on my mind
My brain is unrefined
I hate the 9 to 5
But I do it all the time
I knuckle down and grind
I struggle
figure things out"
He told me in the pen, you get down to get done
'Cause the brown and black ratio is five to one
He showed me the scar on his gut
Jesus told you niggas to do?
Work for four dollars and twentry-five cents an hour
And y'all ain't stealing shit?
Well you know me, I started stealing
a good God how could I ever miss
Prophet told me yeah I'm locked down in the five fold ministry
I don't ever miss put some words to a beat
God sending hits
Free Remy!
(Word)
You know what? Free Remy!
Fuck you, Free Remy!
(Fuck Nicki Minaj!)
Are you dumb?
You wore a pink diamond chicken wing chain
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