Lyrics:
can I do for you
Made eight fifty quickly it was only day two
So I went and paid my dues
Gassed up the whip
Told myself I cannot lose
Had to use
When you stop the programs for after school
And they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic
They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions"
We scream, rock, blows,
Cinnamon kisses
Busy Give me ten Better yet fifty
Cents Bout to spend all of pennies
Shit I’m just lit Those were my fifties
Bankrupt
Get ya bank up
Can’t
open-air, Tokyo to Delaware
Put your phones in the air if you wanna be rocked
You know I want way more than I already got
Give me a song with Eminem and 50
Try to rob me he a idiot
Smoke a big nigga on some skinny shit
Hop out the car or stay in that bitch
Either way do 'em like 50 cent
Up the ARP make
bird on me
Nothin' to be specific
Ice, ice, ice like I jumped in the Pacific
Money, money, money
Man that shit comin' in digit's
I got 50 cents on me
Making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
he better than Eminem
Fifty Cent, Lil Wayne, and
Drizzy Ain't this
Nigga a singing Man He, Really Tryna get busy
With the best that
I call, the Worst
attend to that
And you can take that vest off cuz
Imma put em in ya hat
Point blank walk up ain't never
Did a drive by
Catch a nigga slippin and let
This is merciless
Make boy drive inna hearse the best
You ever build a copper shot out a once cent
U know
U know seh a war president
Make one
This is merciless
Make boy drive inna hearse the best
You ever build a copper shot out a once cent
U know
U know seh a war president
Make one
This is merciless
Make boy drive inna hearse the best
You ever build a copper shot out a once cent
U know
U know seh a war president
Make one
This is merciless
Make boy drive inna hearse the best
You ever build a copper shot out a once cent
U know
U know seh a war president
Make one
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
time like tick, tick, tick
Girl, you suckin' up my time like tick, tick, tick
The Bible says beatin' my dick and killin' is equal (huh?)
But that
would never drop a dime
A lotta niggas, they be lying
If you lying, that's a crime
If you snitch, that's a dime
Ay, I'ma pull up in a Bentley truck
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
man, hit it like a little man
What you doin' with that?
From the scratch, we can load up the Lac
A 1, we can bring that back from day 1, we get them
build us
If we build trust
The options are limitless
Boy I’m a plus
Without me
You minus
If you have me
Your majesty
Your highness
By yourself
don't supposed to be here watched my closest ones Disappear like magicians
This shit is tricky gotta pay attention
Count up the cost if you really gettin'
del diablo
Perdóname por mis pecados
Tengo que conseguirlo
Escobar Escobar
Escobar
Load up the chopper
Aye (Aye)
The clip is double
You don't want no
French frames in dreams
At the city I can't escape
50 Cent, Darkchild, So Plush
Girl, I wait for your lovin'
There is no rush, what
That's how Darkchild
they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy flow
This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they
history of hip-hop
From way way back
(His martha gupa's?) Hip-Hop Father
Charlie Ahern Wild Style
And 50 Cent's Fifty and More
I used to read this to my
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