Lyrics:
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
as I bail off, handle, wheel, and the clutch
I love what I'm doin' ?? Support me and stop the hate
If I gave you fifty Gs to shut up you'd be straight
still manage like 50 cent
Wishing I had a young buck or a G or a unit inside the whip
183 days I was out and just thinking
4392 hours still achieving
1281
ain't always what it seem
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people,
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
Ghetto star by the bar I get you bent
You wanna
keep it on me
(Call me a Florida boy)
Top down by myself, but I'm never lonely
(Call me a Florida boy)
See I ain't really finna have remorse for ya
one that you love to hate?
Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you
Then I'll wack you with my snub trey-eight
It doesn't take much to make me
and my boy shorts
Now for the freaks in here, it's the remix
Puttin' down with the Ying Yang Twins
Last night I fell in love with an O.G.
He crept up on me
(Tell 'em!) (Ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you know this (remix!)
Hips and thighs, oh my! Stay focused
500 On the Bentley, 50 g's on the Caddy,
Aiyyo you niggaz done ate long enough
G-UNIT! OHH!
[Chorus]
Ay, I'm the clean up man!
It ain't too many niggaz that can do it like I can
When
-code, I’m feelin’ like a hero
Surrounded by the zeros, she knows, I’m checking out her G-stro
They never liked me coz I was effin’ with the thugs
50 Cent gave
By the way, I seen your bitch, she was up in this cat's room
Skied up, weaved the fuck up, to top it off
Look beat up, with two crack fiends huggin'
and caress me (Tease me baby)
Hold on tight and don't let go
(50) , baby I'm about to explode (Whooo)
Cuz all my love you can control
(This is how it's
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
ain't always what it seem
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people,
paying with me
Unit worth a few G's I ain't saying 50
No time for the games we got one life
So I gotta get it done til it's done right
Like a werewolf
came inside of me
50, Common, Pac, Biggie, EM, G-Unit, Nas, Jiggy
Borrowed lyrics, stole their beats and stole their style
Gold it for a while
Now I lack
for some juice
when the move was interrupted by two twins
and they friends sportin body suits
They said whattup, I said whattup, and they broke it down
Cuurtis, uh, rewind it DJ
Cuurtis, you ain't 50, 50 Cent's from BK
Cuurtis, yep, he deserve to be nervous
Cuurtis, damn, show some courtesy Curtis
(Repeat)
or Die Tryin'"
It's G-Unit 'til I'm gone, Lord knows I ain't lyin niggaz
[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X]
First there was two sets of footprints in the sand
and the baby's on guard
Grandma sell food stamps no job like you can't
Auntie got low rent her crib summer camp
Papi juice fifty cent that's way back g-unit
She
Intro:
It's Jahari Chi,
Vibe with me .... (Whooo)
Oh I, Oh I, Oh I IIIIIIII
Chorus:
Everybody put in their two cents,
Everybody put in their two
end it!
And bring this shit back to business
You can have yo bitch dog
I live by the rules I'm givin'
[Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on
Grab
cruise to Haiti
For fifty G's I get ten ki's and straight out weight it
I lock my area down - you can ask these boys
They know Wheezy got more white than
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