Lyrics:
a Good day
Odor we hustle night and day
Getting that muller everyday am Hustling
Ehhh Ehhh Ehhh
Better go get that Bag stacking all Hunnids and fifties
lame
He needed a change, so I gave him fifty cent
He looked up at me like I was crazy
I said listen man i rather give you my last
To see you live again
rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit
I got that power like I'm 50
Don't include yo cents
I bring that force like I'm on Starz
Have yo ass heaven sent
I paid a chick to set him up
Caught
girls snakes
What they be doing
Keep my circle small
Who gone answer that call
Willing To risk it all
It's really get rich
Or die trying
50 cent wasn't
rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit
heavy for the shit they bringing to the table I ain't ready
My two cents worth 100,000 dollars when I talk they see blue strips and the fetty
I wanna fix
rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit
this is
It's 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit
Aw nigga don't trip
I come through your hood, stunting in my yellow Lam'
Murcielago, top down, nigga damn
I'm
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch pissy
Drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin'
We don't give a fuck
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I'll, I'll be the shooter, I'll, I'll be the shooter
I'll, I'll use the pump, the taurus or the ruger
I'll pop somethin through ya,
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
by the Swiss
Worn by the rich, with that shit you can sniff
Got not time to play 'round, it's way too much in my mix
I'm talking dollars and cents
[Intro]
New York City (New York City), you are now rackin' with 50 Cent (with 50 Cent)
Are you ready? (are you ready?) (*gun cocks*) I said are you
like life aint worth two cents
We miss a check and ball like theirs no difference
We getting louie and J's gucci and RAys (ball)
We spending 50
the pain
Having no money come my way
But now I'm making money even when I sleep
Eyes wide awake, but I really need a dream
We hustle, hustle
I go by Weezy,
rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit
to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom buys an eight by twelve four-bit room"
Can
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' cents
I used to share my room with the roaches and the rats
My lil' cousin Paul and my uncle, Po'
I'm Snapping
Going hard no kap'n
Getting it by any means is what
We call trappin'
No middle man I am the Manufacture
Spilt it fifty fifty then own
It's like the way I hustle, I ain't got time Smack a bitch down, if she try to get out of line
It's like the way I hustle, I'ma get mine
Feelin' like 50
Nigga, hahaha (oh)
Yeah (yeah)
Here we go again (it's Shady, haha)
Shady Records mixtape (50 Cent)
The Invasion (G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit)
Part Two
Yeah
It's Shady, ha ha (woo)
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit (ha ha)
Here we go again
Yeah (what? Huh-huh, ha ha)
Does it make you mad when I
bout bags, and show us the plan, and times it by two.
All you need is a mask, make plenty of grand, what you tryin' to do
Hustle, hustle, grind, grind,
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