Lyrics:
In the Spiderman coupe when a nigga ridin' 'round, flyin' saucer
4 hoes on my dick cause a nigga look like Big Poppa
Got the ice on my neck
Big shooter coming through
And you'll get killed
Omertà be the code
That's a big deal
Shit real
My crew some riders
They go everywhere that we go
that my highs and lows they come from you
Gave you too much power but Imma give ya 50 cents back
For this time that we lost we'll never get back
I'm
Only 100
Only 100
Only 100
Walk like a centipede
If you step 50 don't move with me
Speed do not change how I keep my feet
I only walk with
me for my Air Max 95's
Told Banks when I met him I'ma ride and if I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm
on me
In the club like 50cent
With the 48 laws of power
I outsmart them cos i'm the man
Now back to the matter at hand
I feel alive cos i've seen
Verse 1:
I got this coffee pot of white soap
Stuck my hanger down the center
When I entered I spent it cause it was like dope
But on the real-a he
your way
It's been a long time
Long time long time
[Verse]
[Black Thought]
Struck by the luck of the draw
Real life preservation
What I'm hustling for
Here comes that guy in his stripped down Model A
And he says, ?Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check my oil too, if you don't mind
Put some air in my
wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's a real nigga for ya
(2x)
We the realest nigga
50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga
(Oh, the wine cooler)
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
thangs
I slang weed, cocaine and hero ayn
50 Cent that's my name
Nigga I bring the pain you thought
Shit stay the same nigga shit gon' change
Put a bullet
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
fire.
These four characteristics of my personality would
become the guiding force of my life and would control
everything I did or was to become.
I shall
99 cents
Bag it, poppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passing up on those moccasins someone else has been walking in
Bummy
[Hook: 50 Cent]
Yeah
Nigga you so tough
Tough until your heartbeat stop
The tre pound pop, your arteries shot
You bleed into shock, get in
Oh, yeah, son, this right here, go hard
Tuned up
Iceberg wanna bag, bitch
I bring the fire
Real hot n***a shit
I'm what she desire
Fifty shades
(on the four)
They say the real four, we say the real four (real four)
We rep the same gang we'll kill for (kill for)
(Quad city, gang-gang, that's
a question and I
Need the answer on the spot
That bitch you with she like you
Or she like what you got
It's 50 Cent and M-O-B-B breath easy
We ain't finna kill
Back in the mix again just for the hell of it
Stop hittin' my line always trying to be relevant
Not fifty cent, but I've been tried by many men
Yeah,
zuzu shawty ap roule
Krache barbie kole tankou adezif
Le’w fin fimen ou paka agressif
4-5-6-7 ohh gade trees
Tou limen 2 poum rale plis
Tizè yo fucked
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Like 50 cent you be fucking on many men
After my baby momma I ain't found love again
Post my new chick on my ig rubb it in
Cause I know that my ex bitch
Hey, hey, we keeping it real, samba baby
[Chorus]
If you need love I'm loving, if you need a thug I'm thugging, if you need a hustla,
Whatever
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