Lyrics:
a hundred G's, I had me blockin' out of jail sentence
I'm recognized by the illest of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into
a hundred G's, I had me blockin out of jail sentence
I'm recognized by the illest of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into
frontin ova here
No frontin
No frontin allowed
I don’t think you hear me clear, aint no frontin ova here
How many times I gotta say I’m the truth
Real deal
todavía son erráticos
Wisin y yandel!
The warriors jajaja
T-pain
Victor "el nasi", "nesty"
W yandel
En conexión con 50 cent
Y todavía se atreven decir que
couldn't make it.
The number's even, now I'm leavin'.
We're never gettin' took by a bitch with a weave in.
Her and the troops are right behind me.
But
talking cloth talk
Dripped I’m Medusa
We lit like a small torch
I’m still risky
Solid round the same you been shifty
But somehow you wanted 50/50
Forgive
the world is ours
50 cent because a nigga havin power
freak bitch she wanna fuck me for a hour
when i broke her heart the bitch wrote me a novel
me and bear
thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it
wife dig me
Game try and hit me
Kick game like 50 cent
Niggas wanna play games I quickly
Mob with a squad that will bang y'all wit' me
And they want
lovin my style
I'm a role model, I make the hustlers proud
I make the customers smile
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
Catch me in them
the automatic
Paper towels in the public restrooms
But that's me I guess
So I been low riding while bumping 50
50 times a day &
Spending 50 cents on a bummy drink
packs they fiend it
Shortie come bruck that back then i'm leavin
Yea she got tits and waist baddie sings my name in the day and evening
Save your tears
When you stop the programs for after school
And they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic
They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions"
We scream, "rocks, blows,
I'm sittin' at a coffee table, unable to see straight
Watchin' parallel lines unwind and undulate
Behind the rain-streaked windowpane, the scene's
bullshit vest
But the pig was still breathin'
I wanted to finish him off, but I said, "Fukkit, I'm leavin'"
Grabbed the sack hit the track and started
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
Buys
(Smothered by the weed bomb)
First contestants fallin' down, flag covered up over the casket
Bitch we leavin' a dead cop surrender, no cousin, no friend, no
and many men or 50 Cent
Shit, I am 50 Cent, haha
it home (that did not make it home, gang)
Traumatized by the block, I gotta think a lot (yeah)
Thug stimulate your mind, I'm on some ventin' shit
his lap
Matter fact
I'm 'bout to speak at this convention
Call you back gunshot
The screen reads: "This is a
Satire by Kendrick Lamar"
It's not
they gettin' busy
Me and fily got the power 50
I do my own thing, I'm from Jersey
Fuck around aim at your whole team
Please don't get wet up for
leavin' your ass broke
Pass the vapors as the papers
Will be comin' in i'll get the guts
And give a fuck about being a friend
Bitch, I'm a playa
I got no
don't follow the rules
Why should I when Reebok giving niggas they own shoes
And I'm dealing with the same problems 50 Cent got
Yayo in jail and they
Uh yea uh
This shit raw no cut uh
Uh uh uh foxes only lets get it
I'm by the city so I ain't got the drakes I brought all the switches with me
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