Lyrics:
I’ve been sippin
On some Bombay
Cuz life gives me lemons
Pink lemonade
And the pink's for the women
That be thinking that I’m 50 cent
Cuz we be Effen
Ooh
had to be goose neck
Disrespect get chin checked
And you know you gone get wet
With the super soaker
As we ride by
Dem was the livest days of our
counted us out
Court rooms and we tryna' make it out
Still runnin' them plays like fuck twelve
Road runner still makin' them routes
On a mission to be
[Chorus]
Nigga, we be ridin', down 65
Hit 85 just left the west side
Out my window, be my left elbow
Hand on my wheel, sittin' down low
I'm
this that '06 Gucci Mane
My trunk won't be still, I'ma play the music loud as the music can
You don't like that way I'm ridin'? Catch an Uber then
like it's legal
A nigga move around with the Eagle
I go off! We say you get
It if we don't believe you
This is 50 Cent and Beanie Sigel, I go off
Big
if I die
They won't give my mama a dime
That's why I'ma get rich or die tryin'
Like 50 Cent, niggas talkin' ridin'
Slidin' drive by but ain't shootin'
[Tony Yayo]
New Shit
Tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon
[HOOK: 50 Cent]
Bump Dat
Niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it
jajaja
T-pain
Victor "el nasi", "nesty"
W yandel
En conexión con 50 cent
Y todavía se atreven decir que son los numero uno jajaja
Seguimos
They in they feelings, still winning though
Who fucking with me must be kidding right
I got no ceiling, transcending genres
Running to commas, that's
what you say about me
Broke nigga two cents don't matter
Give a fuck what you say about me
Broke bitch two cents don't matter
It doesn't matter, it
And why do we call ourselves niggaz 4 life
Cause if we die we still gone? be some dead niggas.
You don't really think you're gonna get away, do
ever since the peace died
Niggas gangbangin like in '82
Next victim of a drive-by shootin, it may be you
I thought you knew it was on like that
When
I'm mad as hell 'cause
Spirit delayed my flight
Me and Teejay had a show in
Miami to go to tonight
Just got an opp address, we gon' go tonight
Ridin, Ridin, Ridin, Ridin
We're teaching it in the streets
Teachin good doctrine
Truth and it's Poppin
Christ is the king and
His prophets are in
alright
But of course I wasn't about to just give up my son
So I did exactly what I thought should be done
I worked my ass off and I saved every cent
I sold
[B.G.]
I'm a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.
Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I
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
on the numb tips
Of street entrepeneur fingers
Stuck in the walls of the project halls
Where the Coke smell still lingers -
External blingers is all we can be
gonna
Him hear rounds from a Calico gun cocks
I was returnin' the favor
Why we even comparin' namе to name?
I been surpassed his and then somе
Who y'all
me and click about ten of dem orange juices,
Five crunk juices nd we'll be straight how bout that
And is you straight is you single or is you marry
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
Remix,
We gotta lotta money,
Come on we didn't have to hurt em' like
Dis 50, well anyway, g-unit!
I got money in the bank (yea)
Shawty what
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