Lyrics:
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
This point niggas ain't catchin' up, get over that
Touch me and we make you an organ donor
Boy, we over-strapped
Count the money by myself
I
Remember when I middle manned them saccs I pinched
Now they know I'm da plug they buy it by da zip
Nigga I could touch a band off 50 cent
I Don't feed into
Long waits, patdowns, (don't touch me)
Comin thru thru the background
& not nan n***a my buddy
Everybody wanna Love me, funny
Enemies switch so quick
stomach like enzymes
Make a bad bitch touch it no busta rhymes
I'm balling in public with hang time
I ain't 50 cent but I got five dimes
The money be
think I'm gon' touch down immediately
Yeah
Lately, everybody feelin' me
And I'm just feelin' all the energy
Lately, I been workin' hard
Just like
were getting high
Nou ke blaya music bang posta who am I
I'm the ghetto God touch down in P Town ketwa K9
Hey
My demons are Siding with me
50 cent
independent
Trying to hold something
Can't 50 Cent me I got yayo
Got my own company
You know my uncle murder watched
Them kill my aunty husband
Look and thought
YEH
(WE IN THIS BITCH)
WE IN THIS BITCH
((VERSE 2 ))
You can find me in the club like 50 cent
Yeh where it’s options
She gone bust it wide
I'm up next
Only been a year
Still clapped back
Ain't talkin chairs
I'm like 50 cent to the 3rd power
Trust me you don't wanna take me There
Fifties I'm splurging, bitches be thirsty, they feel like they worthy
She used to curve me, all in my Duffy don't act like you love me
I fuck up a budget, I
wrong by me
Pull her card, leave her at the bar
Bet she make daddy happy
Jump in my lap, bring her sister to tap
That's where I'm at, oh fuck did I say
whipping, mom tried to whip me
She gave me a 50 for Christmas, I flipped it
Still can't forget it
Wearin' my brother's clothes I couldn't fit it
We still
that's why I carry Mini-Me
I need fifty feet when my performance starts
I push a armored car wit ?Lauren Harts?
Nineteen inches, I'm not on the charts
like for years I knew yoga
I'm too smoked up, I can't remember me
Off Hennesy, that's why I carry Mini-Me
I need fifty feet when my performance starts
I don't know what these niggas speakin' off
I don't know what these niggas trippin' on
Don't touch my niggas I suggest you don't
Boy if you do you
Mama, lend me 50 cents
Wanna buy a new dress
There's this gorgeous boy I want to impress
Mama please don't preach me
& let me go out on a date
I
Mama, lend me 50 cents
Wanna buy a new dress
There's this gorgeous boy I want to impress
Mama please don't preach me
& let me go out on a date
I
repent
Slid on the opps in the Raptor, Gary Trent
Five hundred thousand on me, 'bout to count up every cent
Two hundred thousand to my jeweler, got back
n black on its on!
Wassup? This the kid 50 Cent man
Its going down, ya heard me?
Niggas got me mad, ya talk
Ya niggas got me all fucked up
I'm finna
in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend
It'll only cost you fifty cents to see
What life has done to those like you and me
See the man
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
bed what the fuck you thought
9th Wonder didn't want to sign me, said I should sign with Wayne
Or 50 Cent, hood music he don't feel my pain
Damn I
to the rear
I told em who the hell I was and they open the clear
You niggas should of help mystikal instead of the bear
This 50 cent in my pocket came from
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