Lyrics:
the streets
I do this for my niece
I put in the work to always guarantee
No nigga the opportunity to govern me
And now its big figures
More triggers, quick
Yeah
Uh
Riding 'round the city yeah
Flip the quad for fifty yeah
Plug bro yeah I'm litty yeah
I got some more with me yeah
Riding 'round the city
even make it out alive
Got no time for games, I'm too busy on my grind
Workin 50 hours, got this money on my mind
I'm the one that got your girl to link
I’ve been sippin
On some Bombay
Cuz life gives me lemons
Pink lemonade
And the pink's for the women
That be thinking that I’m 50 cent
Cuz we be Effen
Ooh
But validation ain't never make me no difference
Bet that I'm more persuaded off wearing these Good Intentions
On my sleeve, I done seen fiends
Obsessed, she's a mess
But she's one of god's best
Invigorated with self hate
Banging inside her chest
Drowning in her emotions
Triggered by
a full-time college dropout
With no more parties in L.A.
I ain't never been in love like this
I ain't never been in love like this
Cuz it's rap homie
I ain't
wait around (at all)
I'm sendin' 'bows to her crib, playin' "Pound Town"
Airport, no luggage, pick up fifty thou' (fifty)
Bag gone 'fore it touch,
Yeah, the catholics get away with real life loli porn
Poligon wrote an article about theyr holy son
Falling apart, the fast shit is nothing more than
conversations about
Game changing, but no playstation
Im stone cold, you so, so blud
Ain't rated..like contamination
From an aids patient
Ironically it wont aid
spills for days
Soothe in godly ways, hands, solemn in praise
Tree of life, more precious than Wu is golden game
The wise self flourish inherit,
50 cent
I ain’t even worth a cent but I’m heaven sent
I’m hellbent on getting it on
By the bar I see a black blonde
(As I approach)
Hello ma’am, you
(You niggas don't really know what it mean to be a man) Uh huh
I get out of my top and then turn off my phone (No bullshit)
I ain't stopping
50 cent petty
So bring the chatter
I don't give a fuck
What you got to say
Cause that shit
Don't even matter
No disrespect but I'm the best
If you
yourself properly
When you realise I’ll beat you senseless in this game of chess Until you reassess
Trynna take out my king with no success
I’ll never
out of these cars, got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' plenty of words, but ain't no actions to boot
We can do some straight war for war, we can do
out of these cars, got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' plenty of words, but ain't no actions to boot
We can do some straight war for war, we can do
space, the game like a tour bus
I won't break, I just take, take and take
Rape and rape, the game til there's no more cake
Snitch ass niggaz givin' up
inside was so embarrasson
Ain't no shame in my game
I'm changing my lane
Put fame on my name
Then put flame on the frames
I'm changing
from the trenches
I’m so seasoned
These niggas first game numbers
Dawg I’m the whole season
I keep my bitch in line so I don’t
Deal with no treason
know you're thoroughly
Respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, no driver
You got your own 2001 to ride in
And keep your ass tight up in Versace
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
flint
Yeah I smoke and stay gone but I know where I been
And 50 cent song got me dodging many men
The d on my hate is David in the lions den
Plus I knew
Plus Group/chorus
“I can put a stop the Cattle Barons greed, they will be no more.”
V12 - Lead
On this, he says to Attorney General Knox,
Lead, Plus
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