Lyrics:
piece
With the Chanel stunnas
Top dog like Compton
A Beltzhoover product
I'm the type of nigga run
Most ppl follow
I won't get no sleep
Just
young niggas about to spend
They know I throw loco when it's about my Benjamin
Feelin' just like 50 Cent, hated by so many men
Woke up like a bank
useless if yo stack don't have Ulysses S Grant
That's the 50s is you with me let's hit the bank then
Money like music I Benjamin Franklin
I'm out for
Styles like Al Pacino
Reno until the Borsalino
The mad Dino with the bambino, the Gambino
Digger than Jim Colosimo
More reservoir dogs than
(what?)
Know this drink bad for my kidney (drink)
But I keep sippin' and I'm
Gettin' trippy like three sixes (uh)
Juicy, sweat suit made by medusa
you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I
to introduce first: Makaveli the Don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Qur'an
Niggas get shook like 5-0
My .45 is next to me when we ride, for
to hear some grown folks music, I'm not knocking hip-hop, it's cool
It's just that in our case there's a time and place for 50 cent and Ja-Rule
Verse :
(60)
Let off 10 now I'm riding with 50
(Brddddd)
Spot my Vick 9 times like 50 cent
(Bow bow bow)
Just me and my pistol don't ride with many men
My young
am a Carnivore, take the bull by its horns We don’t get along like a Cat & a Dog Am the king of the jungle But my name ain’t Kong Guess whose intruding
but try to act like 50 Cent
So we gone treat him like 50 Cent
Shoot his ass nine times like 50 Cent
But the only difference is he won't live again
Tryna
ride, ride to Agadir.
They could wait no more
In the burning sands on the ride to Agadir.
Ride, ride, ride, ride to Agadir.
Like the dogs of war
For
gathered 'round the dinner table
I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now
Where'd you like to go ta"
They said, "Dad, we want
And I got that cannon in the cut if it's on, huh
Impressed by my own work
Yeah, I did my homework
Yeah, you know your phone work
Give your dog a bone,
mobbin with me
We gone ride, we gone slide
Never silence when you see me
Teach you how to rob like Fifty
let's get jiggy like I'm Diddy back in
Fifty P's ain't no weed, I need a hunnid least
I'm from the, uh, uh, uh, I ain't get no sleep
I run through these bows like I'm Deon, niggas peon
Cuurtis, uh, rewind it DJ
Cuurtis, you ain't 50, 50 Cent's from BK
Cuurtis, yep, he deserve to be nervous
Cuurtis, damn, show some courtesy Curtis
(Repeat)
Its Bad Boy bitch
Scram Jones the Clipse B.I.G.
Let's go
Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions
Strictly gun testing, coke measuring
on my waist
Save all your breath 'cause we got enough
Waste, dog, yeah!
Love how you beg but you making no sense
(Making no cents, yeah)
(Aye, Aye)
Need
[Chorus] x2
Hey this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by
You see Biggie be like what's
The old man is out by nine
His wife died a year ago
Always wearing his Sunday clothes
Never seen him talk to anyone
Liquor stores and churches
by the courts and keep comin'
Dummy, just embracing the dope like it's a woman
You burnin' both sides of the rope and keep pullin'
Tuggin', in
Picture me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Force Ones
White on white, ya like?
Red I Flight the night from LA to NY
I'm Harlem bound
You see
muhfucking house
Eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch named Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
Tell 'em what the doormat
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