Lyrics:
can get up on his own now
Fifty cent can't afford Curtis bologna my mind fucked now
God please come save me !!
Tired of being where there's no bound
still ain't got shit (huh?)
You bustin' down your watch, but your mama still in the projects (come on)
I guess they gon' need me to lead by example (ha)
of the hard knocks, we must not
Let outsiders violate our blocks, and my plot
Let's stick up the world and split it fifty/fifty, uh-huh
Let's take the dough
bitch! And kept goin'
Now wait a minute, you're talking about my sister!
Fifty-cent juice drinkin' bitch!
Biatch!
like this and I'm been ballin' since a jit
Big Swerv', but I fell like 50 Cent, I shot niggas and went legit
Two hundred thou' on my wrist, eight
the movement
Niggas know we in the kitchen
You can smell it brewing
Got the power like I'm 50
LME the unit
Now let's get into it!
I feel like my brother James
We
of snow and lay up singing with Whitney
On earth I got to fight odds not to drown had to move quickly
Use it not do not do it buy by the 50 pound nobody
the vision
They just want me singing, yeah, now they fuckin' with it
Gimme fans, gimme racks, gimme that, that
Make a hit, tag your friends, make 'em dance,
get it
I could do what I wanna do
U hear dat
These nigga mad cause they don't
Why u mad
U heard that I got that sauce
I'm dripping
Now you
Oh yea my bruddahs they be willin
Stacked up only change is the climate
They said its perfect timing
Now its time to put the time in
Time out
They said I ain't a threat
But now I record and send the check
N I stash half the cash n' spend the rest
N I would a been broke like
Y'all if I
them come through
Now they strippin' cause we Vippin' whole
Bust down crew gettin' litty for some fifties and some hundreds, too
So baby what you wanna
And I'm goin' up, this the new vision
And my phone blowin' up, now who bitchin'?
Don't want my phone blowin' up
‘less it's you in it and the flow
They said I ain't a threat
But now I record and send the check
N I stash half the cash n' spend the rest
N I would a been broke like
Y'all if I
by now, took time to craft bro
Ain't really what I was wanting, but it took a lot of bullshit out my path, WOAH
Of course there's new bullshit, but
wrist right now
This ain't even on the album, it's a pitch; if it hit, cool
I been getting to the big bits right now
Like (Mmph!)
Young black boy
Trying
feet
She’s my best friend like 50cent said
Not one gangster out there cannot say that he wasn’t breastfed
Homie put that gun away, I know you a thug okay
at, get the gat, get the gat
Where they at, where they at, get the gat
[Mystikal]
When Mystikal hits the door it go (door squeak)
Fifty
Fireside is blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas will be
A very special Christmas for me
Yeah, this album is dedicated
as hot as it was so they say we ain't as worth as much
Ringtone rappers actors dancers trappers they just outworking us
50 Cent working way harder baby
[Verse 1]
Now I don' told this nigga to shut his mouth
I guess he wasn't hearin' me
I'm beyond this peon, he's scared of me
Apparently he don't see
oh cent, back down, had to eat the top ramen by the pack owww
Hit-boy said price snap now
Fuck that you're hogging the mic, lemme rap now
Make
when it's bass
We raise the levels
Love it, get it and think nothing of it
Make amends then make it public
We ain't to fuck with
Rollin' 50 deep
album on the shelf?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who went platinum with one video?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who smokin dro in every state he go?
[They call
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