Lyrics:
time flow
I live by the code, style is mad P.L.O.
My crew swarm in, tell a bitch please
Didn't mama tell you about the birds and the bees?
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
50 Cent West Coast Interview Clip
The fuck you thought?
I was one of them? Yeah
Imma tell you like 50 told me in 03
I don't know what you done heard
to Skooly
You gon' do my whole team
Girl you goin' viral
I done finally came up
It's been a long while
Pharoah shoulda took the P
'stead he lost trial
My
(intro)
Yo
Bay area
You are now rockin
With big von and 50 cent
Owwwwwwwwwwwwww
Yo
Southside
Roll something smoke somethin nigga uh yea
I fall off
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit
50 Cent, nigga (Uh, huh) , Tony Yayo (yeah)
Whoo Kid (Is this what you want?)
Yeah, and you don't stop
I do a one
overcooked rice
I'm nice, you're the reason why the game went soft
Bland niggas, I come through and season your broth
Like Mr. Dash, I blast, I'm a menace
[E-40]
Trying to make it
It's been a long road
Sic-Wid-It Records
[Master P & E-40]
Oh! (C'mon, ooh)
Y'all feel that? (I feel it playboy, I
over y'all, on the same sum
Gettin' head in the range, shawty brainstarter
I was the last on the corner, like 8-Ball
Bumpin' Three 6, MJG, 8-Ball
do,
I could be a good connect for you, okay, okay (50 Cent!)
Look bitch, he can't treat you the way I do,
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
tienen gas ni el Clipper.
Cargo fifty cent,
Reloj Citizen,
Si dicen, coticen,
Estamos trabajando y ellos no lo ven.
Ya enfoque, después me contamine,
ether
All we do is get that grain
And my niggas move cocaine
Plus we let them hammers bang
I’m talking ’bout the Unit gang
Inhale! Smell the gunpowder
'm the king of the car shows
[Master P]
I see it I buy it, you need it I got it
I could transform a car 'til a Halle Berry by demand
Regular wheels, I
bitch
(You've done heard of my name) 50 cent bitch
(I'm a p.i.m.p) Ima pimp bitch
(You done heard about me) Coz I'm the shit bitch
Now things change
they don't give a fuck about P
If they could kill me, believe me, they would
That's why I set it off, and I get 'em real good
When them street, lights,
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
all restless
I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent
Vivica,we can share him like the president
Tabloids,I don't care,it's irrelevant,I'm heaven sent
goin' again
First Z got murked, then Roy got murked
And homie still in the hood, why he ain't gettin' hurt?
I smell somethin' fishy, man, it might be
funny
Is it any reason why y'all starvin'
I smell bull and by smelling force
Do I really need to beg your pardon?
My jersey say James I don't play
heaven-sent
Shawty celebrating her birthday and I'm feeling hella bent
Tryna get 'Rich or Die Trying,' just need more than 50 Cent
Wanna find me you can try me
(true)
This is true Manchu, and who you, fams too?
Better have they face in the game like the Blue Man Group
I know you smell me (woo), I make it funky
run they mouth, but
Killers don't talk.
[Chorus: x2]
You no Kris, I'm Kros, y'all ran, we walked.
No Limit niggas got Ghetto Dope by pounds
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