Lyrics:
dripping in gold
What it do
Oh guey, Oh guey
I eat the shrooms with OJ
And go away, so away
Till I got no sense (cents) like low wage
And no fake, I done
Haaaaaa
(SYN shit n****)
Yeaaaa
(93Meexhie)
The underdog N****
(Fuck yo producer my beat is by Meexhie)
YeeeeaHH
The Money, The Ice, The Shine,
stars made by cinnamon
I feel like 50 Cent, I'm hated, yes, by many men
She look me dead up in my eyes, baby, do you love
Him, or me (or me)
Not one
thing that he eat
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
Everybody runnin' they mouth
You should hear how they talk about me
I love 50
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
Curtis Jackson
50
Let’s go
Many men many men
Need to be looking out for me
I’m taking it all
With a grin like the Grinch
If any want rap beef
I’m bringing
[50 Cent]
This is how we do it, when we do it
like we just wanna tear the club up
We do it like ain't nuttin to it, the way we do it
Now e'rybody
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
shot just one pinch
But getting shot bitch don't flinch
Not like 50 Cent they got Nine hits
But the killer Six feet deep ditch
Not like 50 tho they got
Yo, yo, yo
What the fuck poppin' man
This the Drama King man
Yo who there, who dat, who there man?
(Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent nigga)
Muthafucka
Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it) Coppin' it, washin' it
'Bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins
fifty sticks to NY
Lil bro he just wanna smoke some shit he dont get high
Switches on the back of all the glicks it can't get by
This shit on my
50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot
Bad bitches let ‘em in / Nigga I like em Caucasian and cinnamon/counting up many man / pockets on 50cent I count up many men / they know how I get it
about how they did me
Yeah
Everybody 'cept for Boosie, 50 Cent and Dave Chapelle
Ain't none of them niggas I helped get 'em Billboard helped me out
Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck
G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT!
We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end
Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again
We
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
me
Don't come around
Can't get a cent for me
If you ain't send for me
Been gone for Centuries
Don't hop the Porsche
You ain't hop fence with me
together we made it
我背着一
书包现金去买车
I cop a car with cash full of my backpack
后
视镜的自己像是
50 Cent
一
样的笑着
I am smiling like 50 Cent in the mirror
给我支笔我甚至都不需要纸
就能
troubles and struggles make no cents like it's 50
So are you real or are you with me?
Cause it's hard to forget me, come with me
Can you go with me?
Or just
We been tryna hit a head
Can't find him, go get his mans (get his man)
I'm Doe Boy in that mini-van
50 Cent, many men (oh, really?)
I pull up
BITCH that's a bullet wound I ain't MASE!
50 Cent skip the bullshit, you fuckin' tonight
I got some dro, got some henny
We can go and get right
I ain't
Breite Jeans von Diesel Schuhe sind TNs, Lange Nächte dafür Tage durchgepennt,
go shawty, go, in meinem Ohr ist 50 Cent, sitze schwarz in einem Bus,
about who's a bigger star, Joe, Jada or Ja?
So close but so far
So many with no start
I can't believe 50 Cent and NY fell off
Then LA came back, then
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