Lyrics:
Got his arm ripped off
Go into a tent
You gone see them crack pipes lit
You could get sucked up for
Fifty-five cent dick falling off
Savage running off
seen a lot come and go like nonstop fashion show very little shit lasts forever and just because shits new it ain't better
I wanna be with Shaggy
names
By now I'm on my 6 rain or somethin'
By now I'm on my 200 thousand-tenth plane or somethin'
By now you can say I'm living like Rick James
my bro killing
Just no kids and no women
We got the choppers like Scarface
Got 50 shots up in my K
Nigga try to run up in my place
That chopper singing
your road dog
Bitch, I feel like O-Dog
Bitch, Boyz 2 Menace
to the recreational cent'a
I got it wrapped y'all from the grammys to the back park
Short dog y'all, what you thought y'all, Oakland, Bk, New york y'all
Be the voice
only live in my prime like I'm Optimus
Bitch yes I know I the shit I'm an optimist
I don't drink on that shit but I'm an activist
Just by breath
Heart
I’m feelin’ like a hero
Surrounded by the zeros, she knows, I’m checking out her G-stro
They never liked me coz I was effin’ with the thugs
50 Cent gave
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
What you know about that? [Repeat: x3]
Don't you know I got
Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back
Louis nap
powered by lithium, all charged up
Plus that superman juice got you feelin' it
Yo, niggas wanna move on me
And make history
And make TMZ and Thisis50
That's
a couple for the whole team
Big Rings Big Rings
Spent like 50 thou for the whole thing
Got some big rings
With some big bling
I need a real thing
I need
friends
Brick on my neck thats a lot of benjamins
Slap a mother fucker like my name franklin
Blowin money fast like my name 50 cent(grr)
& if you ask me
niggas and me releasin
Bone and CD's
With money steady increasin
For houlagans like me
Money by all means
Smokers gone pay for daytons
Smokin on collard
feel annoyed,
And I'm not gonna quit till I fill the void,
If I rhyme about home and got descriptive,
I'd make Fifty Cent look like Limp Biskit,
It's
Had to use the rent for the pack
Had to flip a cent to a stack
Had to do my dance like jack
Had to take a chance while it lasts
Man I had to get this
You can still be a bitch, regardless of gender
Come at me like a Muslim? Nigga, I saw you in Florida with a hot dog
Bitch, stop lyin'!
You a bitch
like I'm OG King
Wished death upon by many men, like I was 50 Cent
I've been standing out on them street lights, on some foreign engineer
Big booty
stamp it cause it's true shit, funny I get paid to give my two cents
Whip just like a dog without a voice (Noval what you saying) that it's roofless
Shots to his chest Fifty Cent like its Many Men
Yeah, Fifty Cent like it's many men
I been getting to the bag I won't stop now
Just like Kyle Lowry you
the blame but I'm the one that broke my granny stove
Shoulda stuck to the code but I didn't nigga
Que kilt Bishop and Nino Brown started snitchin
Fifty cent I
much time you got
Told you,"shouldn't run a lot"
Now look how much time you got
Take life on the streets- your own
Made by Grease beats- pure dog
learn ya teach ya a lesson
You can get these hands for free
Woppin ass is my profession
I got it girl let's ride
Like 50 cent get the strap
Evrything has
dirt 'til I get me a deal
Now these niggas wanna see me in jail
Now these niggas wanna send me to hell
I got my bitch in all white Chanel
Fifty piece, in
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
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