Lyrics:
station in Jamaica
Queens zach Fink Ny1 50 cent:
It's the big 10, it's been 10 years since 50
Cent is the future
I'm tired as a motherfucker
What you want
50's my favourite
I’m not the the one to play
With, I mean what I say, bitch
50′s my favourite, 50, 50′s my favourite
Still on that gutter shit
Forever
niggas mentally, makes them wanna mention me
And see me doing a quarter century in the penitentiary
Nastradamus predicted 50's the future, that's a fact
with Donald Trump (oh)
I don't take nothin' too personal, play 50 Cent, I'ma Kurtis Blow
Gold grill and a greasy 'fro, no peace to the PDO
I like
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
to get off house arrest nigga.
So you can run the fuck outta New York, you faggot
[Chorus]
Niggas tryna play the game with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
an example, I need to be the leader
My crew looks for me to guide 'em
If some shit ever does pop off I'm suppose to be beside 'em
That Ja shit, I tried
*obie*
eminem mutha fuckas
[1]
50cent
[2]
obie trice
[3]
lets go!
throw them hands up [uh]
throw them hands up [bustas]
throw them hands up [bitch]
throw
an example, I need to be the leader
My crew looks for me to guide 'em
If some shit ever does pop off I'm suppose to be beside 'em
That Ja shit, I tried
the mix and all that shit)
Knamsayin, word up (Make it make it a record real quick, do yo' thang)
Throw ya seatbelts on, ahhight?
(Yeah, hook it up,
or poor, hollows
Still go through your door, this is war
You scared of me, you not prepared for me
The kid is back
50 Cent, I know you like that
(yeah, I
just so that
I don't explode and have another episode
Where I let it go as far as the one with Benzino did
I'm waitin' for that next beef, I'm
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)
[50 Cent]
Go ahead go against me I'll hurt your feelings
Stones in
y'all tell everybody that Johnny's in town
I got a dollar and a quarter and I'm just raring to clown
Don't let nobody play me cheap
I got fifty cents
y'all tell everybody that Johnny's in town
I got a dollar and a quarter and I'm just raring to clown
Don't let nobody play me cheap
I got fifty cents
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
Gotta see a couple people
I ain't got
Ten bands, fifty bands, hunnid bands, fuck it man
Let's just not even discuss it man, O-M-G
Niggas sleep, I ain't trippin' I'ma let 'em sleep
I
drugs, but it's made me off-track
In fact, this right here very well could be the last rap
I ever do spit, I'll never do shit, that's that
Fuck it, I
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
homey got shit locked
Public Enemy #1, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch
All black G-Units, all black Impala
I'm a schitzo, three-wheelin the six-fo'
50 Cent
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Oh, but two hours of pushin' them brooms
Buys
sayin' my name 'cause umm, that'll get you nowhere
But West Bubblefuck, with a kick in yo' nuts
So, if you wanna hit the guts then you gotta play yo'
reached out to you and told you what I've been through
Hook
50 Cent & Mary J.:
50 Cent:
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homie
, that my lil' bitch
Louis front, Louis kicks
Exclusive gang, Louis V sticks
Got shot so many times and lived (Smurk), call him lil' 50 Cent
I ain't
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