Lyrics:
Huh?
We come from the trenches, nigga
Trap, trap (woo)
Same fit for a week straight (grrt)
You know what I'm sayin'?
Fifty-cent cake, now, we eatin'
day the boy grinding heavy till the paper up like it was embezzled
My niggas keep it a buck fifty
My niggas keep it a buck fifty
My niggas keep it
Yeah
Shorty, I know what you need
I got everything you need
I promise I ain't gon' hold out neither
I'ma give it all to you, baby
That's
without giving you a gift
My hair will grow again
You don't care, will you
My hair grows very fast
It's Christmas, Jim. Let's be happy
You don't know what
really awesome
What you know about rocking a wolf on your noggin?
What you knowing about wearing a fur fox skin?
I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm
Cent CD
We celebrate summertime sometime
Around February
We freed the Aborigines sometime around 2003
Yeah, uh huh you know what it do
Everybody there
when your homie barely blink
He just done powder only at seventeen
You know the common statistic
Inspired by hoop dreams
Now hire about street schemes
long as I am alive
I’ll take the Quest long as I got my Tribe uh
Tell em what you know about me
Tell em what you know about me
What you know about me
by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about
Gangsta, you could find a nigga
by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about
Gangsta, you could find a nigga
(Cuz, You can't Do It Like Me)
{[50 Cent:] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear}
G-UNIT!!!
Somebody Tell Me What This World Comin' To
Why
feeds for their face ass bitches
Real men pay ass bitches
What you know about two cents
What you know about not giving one fuck
What you know about a new
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
do,
I could be 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
family good some days, yeah
Look, all them homicides has a nigga traumatized
You know I apologized for all them times my mama cried
A couple partners
If there was no water, what would people drink?
Who'd flush away the you-know-what? But of course MINE never stink.
What about the children? Who'd
empowered by the people I love
I pray god doesn't take me young
Because you know what they say the good die young
So can anybody tell me It seems the good die
and
I'm wondering why
She loves my body and
I love her scent
The day you left
I wonder where you went
You know I'm the man
Like 50 cent
Our love fresh
the streets is real
If they only knewwwwww, what's goin onnnnnnn
Yeah'!
You're sunshine, your smile make my day
It's simple - your dimple your eyes
Your lips,
the same old shhhh
And while ya high you don't truly know why
You spent your cash so that you can buy
Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)
A fifty cent
the same old shhhh
And while ya high you don't truly know why
You spent your cash so that you can buy
Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)
A fifty cent
cent on the day of release
They want the artists to keep makin' ways
But don't even pay 50 cent for a stream
But I be outside, I be on vibes
I be on ten,
motherfuckers
Shady Records, what you know about it?
Fuck Benzino, fuck Ja Rule
Nigga, this Obie Trice right here talkin' to you motherfuckers
Ja Rule punk
didn't know
I'm down with fifty, can you feel me
Let me hear you say this shit
People gon' talk, that's what they do
(To be the talk of the town)
When you
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