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50 Cent

Curtis James Jackson III (born July 6, 1975), better known by his stage name 50 Cent, is an American rapper, entrepreneur, investor, and actor. He rose to fame with the release of his albums Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003) and The Massacre (2005). His album Get Rich or Die Tryin' has been certified eight times platinum by the RIAA. more »

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G-Unit in the house, what, nigga, what?
G-Unit in the house, what, what, what, what?
G-Unit in the house, what, nigga, what?

I got them watching me, look how I'm moving
I got them watching me, look what I'm doing
Hold up now, they watching me, I keep it moving
And since they watching me, this how I'm doing
Rock and rolling on them

100 bottles, give me every bottle in this bitch
Where she at?
I want every model in this bitch
Blow the check, these hoes wanna know just who I am
Takin' pictures, trynna do it for they Instagram
Presidential Roley, bezel got them big boogers
F*ck the home, shout-out to the real cookers
Gold chains, couple Audemars and Cartiers
We charter Lears, these hoes know the party here

Blowin' on that killa kill, neck on chilly-chill
Baby, let me get a feel; show me that it's really real
Bad bitch from Cashville, met her up in Club Liv
Don't care who you man is, long as he ain't up in here
Ain't nothin' changed, still the same ol' two-step
I don' had some A-1 hoes, and a few Fs
I done order bottles, 100 bottles and got two left
Somebody got bust upside the head, G-Unit there

I got them watching me, look how I'm moving
I got them watching me, look what I'm doing
Hold up now, they watching me, I keep it moving
And since they watching me, this how I'm doing
Rock and rolling on them

Hol' up, I think I love these hoes
A nigga trynna f*ck 'em all
I'm lit up in this bitch, ballin'
I would blow it boy
No suckers in my section
Oh no, no, no, my shit legit
You niggas get to flexin'
Bitch and I will get ya hit
I got a paper route
A nigga gettin' plenty bread
Oyster perpetual
You niggas know what time it is
Stance like a b-boy
Just like a d-boy
Yeah, I'm a g, boy
You know it's me, boy

Uh, I think I'm gon' remain reclined and count
So many girls, it take a hour for me to shout 'em out
Been coopin' foreigns, the shit I hear been super borin'
Dog, I'm sharp as hundreds with the blue tint on 'em
Shit a phenomenon, I kept my promise
Respect and honest, the grind bought off a neck of diamonds
Shinin', plenty tried, don't got the timing
Bet he out there island hopping
And your lost still in the thousands

Bottles of Clicquot
Smokin' hookah with eight hoes
Five angel heads on my neck, all froze
Enter visions, interpretations
Watch with your ears
I bought the last watch in the lear
Ask Jacob, ask David, ask Eric the Jeweller
Ask 'Beth in Jersey when I bought my first Muller
I got 'em watchin' me
With the yatch Master Rolly on
In that new Rolls Royce with the top gone

I got them watching me, look how I'm moving
I got them watching me, look what I'm doing
Hold up now, they watching me, I keep it moving
And since they watching me, this how I'm doing
Rock and rolling on them

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