Lyrics:
Hasn't it ever occured of
Stand on your own two, please
I never heard of
By the window in the bathroom
That one did it got a dress like a brother
Then both
names
By now I'm on my 6 rain or somethin'
By now I'm on my 200 thousand-tenth plane or somethin'
By now you can say I'm living like Rick James
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
cook me somethin'
I check the news, it's hot outside, call Tron, bring out a hundred-somethin'
By 10:35, them robbers be done came out, took 'em
hands where my eyes can see
Yo, everywhere we go people know we roll deep as fuck
Forty fifty Samoans, they knowin' when D-Bo was
50, Tweezy, Obie,
a good connect for you, okay, okay
(50 Cent)
Look bitch he can't treat you the way I do
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
I got a bunch of paper I
lied too
But let me get off that and get back to rap
Give all my hood niggas somethin' new to ride to
I'ma keep it real daog, when a guy wanna live
men, get rich or die like I'm 50 Cent
Remember when life was the simplest, back when I didn't have fifty cent
Sober now, I'm takin' Yoga classes
I'm
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
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
From New York
Made by the less fortunate
To West Yorks
No-one knows where Yorkshire is
From New York
Still feel I was born for it
To West Yorks
No less
teach the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig
Murder rates increases, bullet holes the size of fifty cent pieces
Don't worry about
What is yo problem?
Could tell how you talk that you got one
Flyer than TOM CRUISE in that movie Top Gun
Cop somethin'
New Ricky Owens when he drop
thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it
gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have fifty cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on, see how time fly?
Hate it
an orphan
Selling diamonds by the light outside
Even junior's got a mobile in the pocket
New neighbors moving in by night
Sharon seeville
All over people
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
[Chorus]
Better watch how you talk
Better watch where you walk
On the streets of New York
That's how we get down
22's on the jeep
Somethin' deep
die trying
By any means like 50 Cent
Try to rob me he a idiot
Smoke a big nigga on some skinny shit
Hop out the car or stay in that bitch
Either way do
rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try to tell them,
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try
somethin's tellin' me, that you'm avoidin' me
(Ooh ar ooh ar)
Come on now, darlin', you got somethin' I need
'Cause I've got a brand new combine harvester
somethin's tellin' me, that you'm avoidin' me
(Ooh ar ooh ar)
Come on now, darlin', you got somethin' I need
'Cause I've got a brand new combine harvester
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