Lyrics:
baby he stay on that New York shit
You seen Weezy coming down on that forklift
And money ain't a thing, unless he come up with
Then I'ma have to hit
getting big in my gut, that's that brew fat
Fifty-four and 0, I don't miss, that's a Drew stat
I got it on a string, cross you up like Uncle Drew
Steal
and Mahatma Gandhi
Went to the park to check on the game
But they was murdered by the other team
Who went on to win fifty-nil
You can be true, you can be
Gandhi
Went to the park to check on the game
But they was murdered by the other team
Who went on to win fifty-nil
You can be true, you can be false
a green piece of paper, you a hater
Trained us to kill our own selves, niggas better wake up
Knew it was never love when I seen the Roc break up
Damn,
Same way you make cyanide, same way you make amaretto.
Hip-hop's in the street, now were all busting
50 Cent's on MTV, now it's cool to carry metal
Sittin’ up drunk shuffling thoughts
Got paper but I’m lost
Losing focus what a n#%$a still hustin’ for?
My seed is straight the family’s settled
Idle
gonna find them back in Amsterdam
You might as well just set a plan
So before the show went and I'm standing there
Waiting for 50 Cent to come out I had
shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been
Everything I'm talkin bout real as shit
Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch
And you don't gotta like it but get off my dick
Ohh, hands up for the 5-0
Oh, ohh,
now
Buy the world and you wanna go to space now
Slow it down girl you know it ain't a race now
For them good things we gone have to wait now
Build it up
with IRS
I don't fuck with taxes but I'm blessed
Fifty Cent
I'm Fifty-a-milly
Man you talkin to me comin' so silly
Imma go over here and do free wheelies
met da plug when I flew out to Cali
Got me some squares just to build up the blocc
She like how I'm dressing think I'm from the Valley
When I finesse I
the plea oh you Gunna too?
This nigga scared to lose his bitch so he stay with her
Corn the shortest one but with the glock he can play center
Picking up
now it's time
For us to stand up and say
You know what
We gon take it too
By any means necessary
You want us to be focused on the bigger tasks
Here it
ignorant just like 50 Cent with his post
Niggas posting all online
So when you slide you under arrest
That nigga corny he a bitch
That nigga telling on his
the pot, almost caught a domestic
Might buy the block, build it up like it's Tetris
Too many foreign vibes all in my session
Too many foreign vibes all in
mama, your uncle, your cousin?
I’m showing love cuz it’s really just nothing
Was up in the club, bottle of bub’
I’m fifty cent, man I’m all the above
I’m
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
shopping only got like 50 cent up in my pocket
So put ya money where ya mouth is
Talk is cheap and honestly on a beat these rappers talk an awful lot
If
leading with commitment
Yeah
Line it up I need that money counted
Times been tough there’s no way around it
By 23 yeah I’ll be living free
But I been
life are free
Girl u got game but a nigga kinda hard to play like scratches on a dvd
I met her of in diamonds in dallas like ddp she love the smell of my
Check come in time then you pay up If you owe me some money then pay up
Give me free throws like a layup It's the first of the month gotta pay up
formula one
Don't play around with the real
You gotta deal with the fakin
It's going down in the hill
You gotta build it or break it
I'm a signer for
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