Lyrics:
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
[50 Cent]
ay , yo we can't stay alive forever,
so if the shit hits tha fan then we might as well die together, im hi as ever, more hoe's and more
replacement, nah
I borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrix
I'm signed to the Doctor I ain't got no patience
So he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face
Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it again
about who's a bigger star, Joe, Jada or Ja?
So close but so far
So many with no start
I can't believe 50 Cent and NY fell off
Then LA came back, then
sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X fuck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say
try me
All they get is 50 cent franks and papayas
From the village to the telly
Time to kill it on your belly no question
Had more black chicks between
a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
It feels so good to live sucker free
I'm soakin' it all up
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
Rob
Van Dam the man inside
That you gave your hand to drive
I'm so sick I spit flows
With a whole infection
Time's hard and niggas gotta split
The O in
song by The Fray
Cause I said it did let it live
Give me the credit like reddit
I'm throwing these subs
Like 50 cent, I'm dead or at least "many men
Will
a 50 cent piece
Spend 50 on some new gold teeth
He's the reason
They leavin' so quickly
You see him sick
Be my season birds
And I bees em Burr
Bitch,
to the center
To get the vending machines
Where he then he would be seen
Gettin' some mini m&m's and some mints
When he went and he spent 50 cent
That he sent
[Hook]
I am 100, I double 50 cent
If you wanna talk ish ya derrier gets kicked
Show you who's boss like Feds did Micheal Vick
And show ya how
to where D-Bo left off
Metallic A little I rock a
Bow 'n' Aero Smith 'n' Wesson
50 Cents for M&M's
That's an Easy E, I get the kind of grades you never see
to where D-Bo left off
Metallic A little I rock a
Bow 'n' Aero Smith 'n' Wesson
Fifty Cents for M&M's
That's an Easy E, I get the kind of grades you never
Had so many nights when I was, so low
During them times I felt, no hope
I'm tryna blow up just like 50 cent
Get rich or ima die tryna do this s**
Oh, Oh, Oh gGGG G-Unit
Yeah it's 50 Cent
And Lloyd Banks and Tony Yayo
Nigga (ha, ha) you got to love it
New York City
I've been doing my own thing
shot just one pinch
But getting shot bitch don't flinch
Not like 50 Cent they got Nine hits
But the killer Six feet deep ditch
Not like 50 tho they got
I feel like 50 I'm so bulletproof
A couple milli by like 22
I feel like 50 I'm so bulletproof
A couple billi by like 42
I feel like 50 I'm so
[50 Cent] + (Tony Yayo)
(Yeah, yeah) Yeah (G-UNIT!!)
My Polo on (check) my Dolce on (check)
It's my crew and Polow Da Don
I get that kitty ma
like a millionaire
Am just a greasy Nigerian
I just might fuck up your feelings girl
I'll make you sick like Malaria
I do the rub by myself because
I do
the dollars
Got more if ya xxx will swallow
She shaking it by the roba hoping it by the Bentley
She know that I'm high and tipsy now drop it n gimme 50
She
and you'll end up in your lawn
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggaz dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm
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