Lyrics:
' for
Somebody nine times
And when you don't come through the tenth
They go in contempt and tell
You to die tryin' well, I ain't no 50 Cent
I got some
(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
[50 Cent]
Yeah, this somethin special ya'know, somethin epic
Lloyd Banks, you know
Cause a nigga thuggin don't mean he don't
Don't wanna see you
to spank me (mama)
My youngster shot somebody up, guess they made him angry
Two dead men right by the garbage, guess we done left 'em stankin' (yeah)
on chili just like sriracha is
If she got a gag, gotta give me that cents like 50, not talkin' bout maracas
I can't go bendin' to Casino, gotta stop chick
on my wrist
Gelato smoke it up
I'm chiefing hella big
If she gon bruk it up
I might just grant her wish
2 cups (drank) put it out
Smoking gas by
(I got Traxx on this) yeah
It's a wave
(Splash)
Yeah, the city by the Bay, it's a wave
(Splash)
I slide solo and fly Polo (yeah)
Nyc
just the apple series 5 on my wrist
You ain't talking bout no money then you ain't making sense
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
We stackin 1s 5s 10s
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
But I'm 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
around the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent (Singing)]
(Now everythings changed) I'm rich
Right now with the situation gettin' better
So I'm doin' you things, holla
Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me outt
Now piece by piece we put it all
But I'm 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
wrist
You ain't talking bout no money then you ain't making sense
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s
(It's Leaf on the beat)
What you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Gettin' money (Gettin' money) pink fifties
(Pink fifties)
Blue hundreds (Blue hundreds)
we crawl by
Let 'em look at us (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Thirty cars still feelin' like
I ain't got enough
Two miles an hour when I crawl by
In somethin' new
a question and I
Need the answer on the spot
That bitch you with she like you
Or she like what you got
It's 50 Cent and M-O-B-B breath easy
We ain't finna kill
Shorty got a ass, some for now and some for later (delicious)
Somethin' like Nicki's, dancin' like Maliah
How I'm throwin' all this money, I'ma fuck
that money man (yeah)
Let's get that money man
Let's get that money man (yeah)
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit!
50 Cent uhh, Greg Street, ATL to Dallas
You heard me?
dentist is
I done shot so many men (what?)
I think I'm 50 Cent (I think I am)
I ask once, won't ask again (I won't)
Know who you dealin' with
If I
somethin' man, your ass is grown
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
(Kids, sing, kids, sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
wait around (at all)
I'm sendin' 'bows to her crib, playin' "Pound Town"
Airport, no luggage, pick up fifty thou' (fifty)
Bag gone 'fore it touch,
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