Lyrics:
to run with
Sell guns with, trees and mack clips, yeah
She was nice, drove a 5-0 twice, on the cell all night
With more hoes than Heidi Fleiss
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)
[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
Ludacris, ya boy was doin' this
Before Snoop Dogg, I put rabbits in the morgue
Before Dr. Dre, I was out in L.A.
Before 50 Cent, I was sittin' on Enz
When
get a clip, bigger than a porn star dick
And I need new casting, for a porn star clip
Baby you know that I might be the realest little nigga you
Oh, Oh, Oh gGGG G-Unit
Yeah it's 50 Cent
And Lloyd Banks and Tony Yayo
Nigga (ha, ha) you got to love it
New York City
I've been doing my own thing
been a Skylar, Far from a dummy
But you disrespect my clip I let the chopper red rumming
Yeah, And we bang money, bang bang bang money
50 round drum
tear ya back up
God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that
'Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right back
It's a fact, homie, you go against me
[Chorus]
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Ridin' by gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied gangs signs Letters
[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
a stand off clip
That'll kill your click and will kill your brain if you can't maintain
Better slow your roll boy money hungry ain't no ho boy
That's for
'bout that!
Want to tell that D's yeah, I doubt that!
I put the barrel in tha 5th in ya mouth
Jack! 50 Cent!
I said I'm 'bout it, 'bout
It! - I'm
and sit back and told 'em
I'ma young nigga got white in
The hood like I'm Odom
The plug sit back and he laugh
You need 50 pounds of good gas
Act like
50 Cent]
[50 Cent]
Yeah Buck.. lets take it down south so they know whats going down there
(tenisfield) Tennessee,
Haha..
Get'em Buck!
[G-Unit
carter
No feelings
In tampa with no celings
But im ny to death
9 Milly 14 in the clip
They can tell by my drip
Or the way i talk
Make yea body marked in
the clip
It went brrrr with the fifty piece
See, I'm a nice guy
I would've re-wrote history
Boy caught limping like chicken
Just like rotisserie
That's
proceed
Because we can't slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed
I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with what?
With this automatic
off
take ya bitch and tell her ta take her clothes off
(50 cent)
wat would u do if it all ended tomorrow
times runninn out fiddy got da gak
and ja rule
much weed repeat
Fiend
I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with what?
With this automatic rocket
Gotta have it to pop it,unlock it, and take
homey got shit locked
Public Enemy #1, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch
All black G-Units, all black Impala
I'm a schitzo, three-wheelin the six-fo'
50 Cent
,weh yo Gun deh, weh yo set deh,who you Rep yeah, weh yo set deh who yo rep Yeah
Gunman , gunman, gunman, Gunman gunman, gunman, Gunman, gunman weh yo
the pen? Walk the shit in
Kamikaze it
Eight-fifty navy blue, kill like a Laker do
Twenty inch chrome shit
Who must I say to you
Watch what your lady do
We
plated
Niggas owe me I'm aggravated when you making a payment
I need every cent don't stay wit mama paying full rent
Saying shit like it got spent can get
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
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