Lyrics:
come!)
that's a rigg up,
I rather swallow my yay, an shit slugs,
fuck task, it's a must I bubble,
so many rocks in my jaw I feel like Barney Rubble,
I got
me
You wasn't hot shit, when I put that ass up on therapy
I got that fire nigga, Bezos, A To Z
Don't fake the funk, you wanted me to fail, nigga please
young niggas about to spend
They know I throw loco when it's about my Benjamin
Feelin' just like 50 Cent, hated by so many men
Woke up like a bank
You put that Jersey on
You the mvp
MVP in the league
Big or small you biggie smalls
Your legacy will be yay tall
Westbrook
I'm the joker
Lebron
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
got em too, prince got be hurt
That’s the connect, piece the letters together
That’s my dog, been my dog since them G-Unit sweaters
Got me acting
the master plan
She had left her friends and introduced herself as Jass she said
This whole event is so intense, of course it's 50 Cent
She grabbed my hands
look good
Those a hundred proof nigga tell you different, he a liar
Drop 1 album, set the world on fire
I will not stop and I wont retire
You niggas
got her visa
Yea I know that cheater
But for the night I need her
Bad bitch she Latina
And she Off the cocajina
I got 50 on my visa
And my forgein fast
wants to be ridin' around in that car
Two in the front and the back got the plasma
This ain't a free ride you gotta have the gas ma
I wouldn't buy
fire on me! He burned me already!
St. George: How can I be sure of that, Ma'am?
Maiden: Believe me, I got it straight from the dragon's mouth.
St.
ignorant just like 50 Cent with his post
Niggas posting all online
So when you slide you under arrest
That nigga corny he a bitch
That nigga telling on his
got Benjamin's
Toxic niggas for the win
I'm not liked by many man
Feeling like I'm 50 cent
Member having 50 cents
Hundreds made off flipping it
Enough
court
Take a pack and bring it back and don't come up short
Cause any day can be your day, so don't play
Yay got the yay, Fame got the AK, OK
You
ass nigga
That got fucked in the ass by your father figure
(No matter who?)
I'll bruise and bash you, blast you
Autograph you wit a bullet wound for
exposed
Turn all the fiction to fact, so everybody will know
You a sucker-ass nigga, father-fuckin ass nigga
That got fucked in the ass by your father
[50 Cent]
ay , yo we can't stay alive forever,
so if the shit hits tha fan then we might as well die together, im hi as ever, more hoe's and more
Uh yea uh
This shit raw no cut uh
Uh uh uh foxes only lets get it
I'm by the city so I ain't got the drakes I brought all the switches with me
has taken place that we are governed by fools?
*
We've had problems from self-appointed Gods from Bishops to MPs.
They've tried to ban our
ain't in my bracket
Make a nigga sneak this by some pussy he ain't even had it
And that's factual, lit like a fire when I get in the booth
Don't believe
to pitch them pies, better life than flipping fries
I'm the one the Crips despise
Move the Yay or kiss the sky, for having dreams that 50 died
Eulogy by Mary
create (uh)[00:42.55]That music that I wanna listen to in my car when I got nothing else to do[00:47.49]This is a code red like Mountain Dew, with my dogs
Maybach back seat
Into the Hotel De'Paris
I ain't gotta go
Down to the go-go
You got a private show that's like Magic City
I got stacks of fifties
I
lame
He needed a change, so I gave him fifty cent
He looked up at me like I was crazy
I said listen man i rather give you my last
To see you live again
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