Search results for 'fck you by 50 cent' Page #16

Girl I don't want your drugs
I've been up
For two whole days
I swear
Why you always
Trying to get high
Then you say you sliding by
Baby stay right

Acknowledge

Masta Ace

Disposable Arts

2001

that I catch and I throw back
And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
Fuckin' with me? You better

her rent her today 
I might leave her bent today

Pull up with that magic stick I feel like 50 cent today
I need me a girls that listen I just want

then a 100 percent
Flipping this cash, flipping every single cent
I can turn a nickel into 50 cent
I'ma get rich or die tryin' like 50 Cent
Gosh man, I

Twenty-six feeling like I'm 50 cent
My death is wished by many men
Yet again So let me vent
Life just won't let me live
Am I making sense?
Got my degree

There's hogs at the hitchin' post side by side
Gravel lot full of 4 wheel drives
Bud Light sign says .50 cent wings
Throwin' darts in the back is

gon' say it over, over, again
No man an Island
But my island one man
No man an Island
But my gun to many men
Many, many, many, men
Got shot like 50 cent

Who started ladies night, man
Giving them pass with fifty-cent drinks
Have they lost their mind?

Once you start something
You know it's hard to stop

'For extra fifty cents you can get two gatorades'
'I don't give a fuck if you give me fifty gatorades all I want is one fucking Gatorade'

I don't give

Nigga wanna be me
Niggas cant even see me
Been outside
Since 50 cent was selling cds
Its was a hot summer
We was in atl back seat  ina hummer
Reactivated

at the zoo, cause the trenches had grabbed me
50 cents for chips, 2 for a dollar, break a bag, not stingy
She got a cute face, I compliment, bet I be in her

For the funds
Just to go and hit a lick
50 50 chance I get head
Even if she in a cent
Nowadays
Conversations come with benefits
Still on the search

dope
You fin' to lose when dope
Fiends cut ya fuckin throat
You see my shit is legit, so it's on
Cut a fifty cent slab
And tell that bitch to get gone

Take pride eyes closing to capture My drift
Now your eye open cause you Captured my sense 
Trying to make a dollar out of Fifthteen cent
Thousand

painting them
Making it critical putting that pain in them
Yeah, and you finna suffer like Freddie Dredd
I'm 50 Cent I've been shot at by many men
Let's do

the snakes were all around 
Now I'm back in grown and I don't do no favors for a child 
You should know it write down like a poet 
Yo bitch need a Heisman by

can’t afford
I’m broke (broken!)
My bank account be looking like a joke (joke!)
My heart was left behind like home alone (alone!)
I got 50 cents left I

Living Foul

GZA

Words from the Genius [Bonus Tracks]

1990

the same old shhhh
And while ya high you don't truly know why
You spent your cash so that you can buy
Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)
A fifty cent

the same old shhhh

And while ya high you don't truly know why

You spent your cash so that you can buy

Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)

A fifty cent

to represent My fitted New York like 50 cent You got 50 cent, 125 bucks for a half 50 for a whole gram Tinkerbell rockin' the speedboat I got what you need bro,

She think I'm, Innocent
Bring her back, I'm intimate
Your piece of mind is worth dog shit, like 50 cent
She ignorant
Not like these other guys I'm

stars made by cinnamon
I feel like 50 Cent, I'm hated, yes, by many men
She look me dead up in my eyes, baby, do you love
Him, or me (or me)
Not one

Good Girl Yes, Bad Girl No

Group X: Arabian Rap Sensations

Stepping on the Crowtche of Your American President

to Kansas
You said you ate it, but you're doing me damage!

Now it's off to sell a fifty foot spandage
Because I'm stressed off by your lady bandit
You look

Trolling
Yall niggas talking bout muhfucking 50 cent
Yea so what im A old head
Yall didnt know that this nigga the king of rap
He just aint fucking