Lyrics:
of coke
An shake it up until it bubble up an get harder
Then sit the tube in some ready made cold water
Twist the bitch like a knot while it's
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
Humpty Dumpty
And I made 5 cents of it and nobody love me
Ear catching production with no word I don't want no fucking lunatics to ask for instrumentals
them rope rocking niggas gave me
The street raised me up giving a fuck
I thought Jordan's and a gold chain was living it up
I knew the dopes,
motherfucker
My nigga Apache up in this motherfucker
My Mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can I catch it?
Talkin' quick and then I vic just tryin' to keep
a shiver when you check out the river
Which is four hundred feet straight down
Take on some water and the Needleton tank and then I struggle up a two-five
let it go
Spark up a blunt and smoke
You better blow that shit out, man
Yeah, yeah
If I could fly (if I could fly, yeah)
I would probably never
They say
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And niggas call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent
a problem wit em?
Lord Infamous-
I'm from the part of Tennessee called SPV, Spray Pesty Varments
Catch ya busta boy, I beat em; blow em up outta his
FUCKER!
New and improved Wu-Tang style
Turn it up now, y'all done fucked up now
Spit flames (Five mics)
BK (On site)
Bring the pain (All night)
Off
5-Myrtus
as I write, I no longer feel enraptured by a feeling of anger .... what led me to do it was
boredom, and the need to suffer ... now I can
Aftermath, Dre said I was too defiant
That was five years ago, look how fast it go
Destroyin' Interscope, shot myself like Plaxico
But fuck that, blaze one,
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
like a quarter a mil
Hit ya by the tech and blow half your budget
I do it for the streets and **** love it
Just copped the new Bent, you know ya boy pay
to turn out one
Heck of a good album, " instead
They kept trying to keep the budget
Down, but it expanded up to twenty-thousand
Dollars they reached that
(Pump it up, home boy)
(Pump it up, home boy)
Knowledge'll begin until I finish this song
'Cause the rhyme gets rougher as the rhyme goes
quiet i said, "Fuck it"
Hit the shower like a jackpot
The weed got my teeth
Off-white like crack rock
Toothbrush from the 99 cent store
I got a million
Right now with the situation gettin' better
So I'm doin' you things, holla
Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me outt
Now piece by piece we put it all
driver
And he lay down and thought about the whole night
And he looked up at the photo that he bought at a junk shop
It was only fifty cents but he
Uh huh, Uh huh, five, five, one... it's real shit nigga
You niggas say somethin' slick, you'll get slapped for that
You niggas schemin' on some
sharpenin' aim
Smokin' on my brothers got his ass left slain
You know it's smoke 'cause they ain't even take off his chain
Say it's up with me, your ass
blow, Pompeii
Jay driving it the wrong way
I do not see what your seeing
Lately, I feel European (dream)
Salmon, I'm swimming upstream
Look, I don't
[Chorus: Olivia - repeat 2X]
Boy if you want me, then you can have me
I want you to want me and love me unconditionally
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
You
throw my date book over the fence
And buy me one for five or ten cents
I'll keep it till its covered with age
Cause I'm writin' your name down on every
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