Lyrics:
tellin' us if we don't vote for him, we ain't Black
I still think you racist and that's my problem with you
We only voted for you 'cause you got Kamala
the rocket, take a nigga’s life
Fuck the club up we jumping off stage nigga
We don’t give a fuck
You looking at my chain nigga
Come and try your luck
Throwing
Well easy
Well ya done know so we make it on a cheesy
Sean-a-peesy, the girls are over breezy
Longside the 50 Cent, yo
Now some bwoy like dem take
Short, short)
What the fuck you gon' do? What you gon' do
(What? What's up? What? What Short, short)
Now I don't give a fuck about
Yo' Benz or yo'
you said I give you bad vibes, I would give you backshots
Then it's over for you, then we'd would crash, baby
You the one that told me I could rule
Brought the world 50 Cent, you did squat
Piss and moan, but I'm not gonna fall, bitch! (Yeah)
It's too loud
Can't hear it coming down the hallway
And then I thought about it, we are not "we"
Am I in the outside looking in, or am I in the inside looking out?
Is it my place to give my two cents
ya up, 50 Cent'll split ya up
I lay you down, the coroners'll come and get ya up
See 50 play for keeps, and 50 stay wit' heat
I can't go commercial,
money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
You see me sittin' on dubs, that's why you mad chump
Don't make me hit ya up, 50 Cent'll split ya up
I
Signin With 50 Cent
Them Same Niggas Wouldn't Offer To Give Me Shit
Niggas Hate You When You Rich, But Love When You Broke
I Never Knew I Had So Many
Got about fifty more Ms, nigga
And I wanted to go fuck with a nigga
Who broke bread with us first, nigga
So we flew to Houston, ya holla?
I jumped
Got about fifty more Ms, nigga
And I wanted to go fuck with a nigga
Who broke bread with us first, nigga
So we flew to Houston, ya holla?
I jumped
punk motherfucker, why do you want some?"
Yo, yo, yo give me that gun, we don't need to fight
Hold that blunt, I'll give you a light
Don't no nigga
punk motherfucker, why do you want some?"
Yo, yo, yo give me that gun, we don't need to fight
Hold that blunt, I'll give you a light
Don't no nigga
Hello, how you doing?
I can give you good massage
I can be your everyting, you give me fifty bucks
If you no say nothing, I can give you
ready 'cause this shit's about to get heavy
I just settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you, Debbie"
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just
Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga
Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga
Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho!
When we smoke spliffs, we pack
more
Over the years man we've changed
You in your lane and I'm in mine
If I could I would you know
I'd give it all to ya
Even if I knew ya would never
talkin' 'bout?
Twenty 50s, haha, ten hundreds, stacks, man
Gotta make money, man
If it don't make money, man
I don't wanna talk about it
Shawty, if you
feeds for their face ass bitches
Real men pay ass bitches
What you know about two cents
What you know about not giving one fuck
What you know about a new
with a mack stick (huh)
Twelve in a litter like cat shit (yeow, meow)
School called mom's 'cause I was absent
(phew)
You know I got about fifty in
give up on you, they don't even fuck with you
Fuck 'em, take it back to the basis (bitch)
I'm a Don Dada, flexin' my Pradas
Poppin' my collar, Three 6
dick
Bust a clip while I'm twisting a spliff
Ya man Dae could give a fuck less, I'm letting it rip
They all think I'm dead, when they see me they gonna
I do not fear no man I put fear in all these men
Yea I got me many men like my name was 50 cent
Before you approach the man do you know who the fuck I
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