Lyrics:
Pharrell
I do my thang Pharrell
I do my thang Pharrell
I do my thang Pharrell
Business all cash I don't take no checks
50 round drum if you don't give me my
called my phone like
"Holla they sayin' Cassidy let Calicoe
Hear his rounds for you" i'm like
"So? Like that's gon' save him"
Well at the face off I was
caught 'em window shoppin' just like 50 Cent
He tried to stand on business, he got dropped, now he can't stand on shit
Shh, nah, for real, zip it up
don't know what's, faggot-ass motherfuckers
Get money to all my real niggas, man
Obie Trice, D-12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade
Daddy, is Ja Rule
I'm Dana Dane
Put a patch over your eye, fuck with my petty change
Fuck what you heard, for that bird I'm a dirty nigga
Laid to rest by the one you
you in da club
Or the candy shop
Ask many men for 50 cent
All you do window shop
I seen you in da club
Or the candy shop
Ask many men for 50 cent
All
[50 Cent]
ay , yo we can't stay alive forever,
so if the shit hits tha fan then we might as well die together, im hi as ever, more hoe's and more
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
pole[01:30.60]Here I don't think I can ground my growth[01:33.00]I Rather be in the studio[01:34.52]Round my folks[01:35.65]That's true shit[01:36.85]Let em
and Wednesdays
I might buy me 10 Denny's, I might buy Family Dollar
Cut it to 50 cent, I got a job for your father
I'm tryna help with the rent, I came up from
don't supposed to be here watched my closest ones Disappear like magicians
This shit is tricky gotta pay attention
Count up the cost if you really gettin'
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
talking cloth talk
Dripped I’m Medusa
We lit like a small torch
I’m still risky
Solid round the same you been shifty
But somehow you wanted 50/50
Forgive
hurricane Geezy bout to flood the city (Whooo)
Still playing with a ticket (Ticket)
Broke it down and made 50 (50)
Stick got a hundred rounds yea I brought
with a lotta lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lotta innocent lives lost on the project bench
What you hollerin'? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
By
years away from when they say
The world's expected to end
And I ain't even begin
That's more ironic than a bum asking
For 50 Cent from "Many Men", one
though, I know
Niggas 'round here we still live by code
Play this record if they kill me, yes the 5-0
I'ma always be a real nigga that's by law
See
(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'
a difference[03:39.79]Never heard a gunshot 'round here[03:41.78]But I can tell they selling and cooking[03:43.58]Look, you got a story[03:44.89]I'm willing to tell
Cold killer steppers 'round me nameless
Dog killin', NBA ain't no 'tainment
Sippin' drank meetin' 'bout the case
Buy the smoke by the block if it's
down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle in the sky, one
later,
Another fifty to seventy five rounds
Were fired in the street
And you're gonna stand here
And tell me you didn't see a god damn thing?
I
nigga my sons, Chris Paul[00:48.47]You a whole bitch nigga, RuPaul[00:50.21]Mardi Gras took the top of the roof off[00:51.94]I can't Fuck the broad raw by
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