Lyrics:
Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Game
First things first (Aftermath) The Chronic is back
This is indo, produced by Timbo
Game over; nah the N.W.A. chain
wanders
Fifty cents rent goes pretty far
when you live in a subway car
One stop's the same as another
Even Son of Sam sees her sleeping,
she's not
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
Cheeesboiger
What do we have for entertainment?
Cops kickin' gypsies on the pavement
Now the news has snapped to attention
Lunar landing of the dentist
wife dig me
Game try and hit me
Kick game like 50 cent
Niggas wanna play games I quickly
Mob with a squad that will bang y'all wit' me
And they want
me
Go ask any of the boys
You scream, I steam, We all want Egg Cream
The only good thing I remember about P.S.92
Was the Egg Cream served
shit and I like to buy shit
Shit, I'm gettin' stupid money, what else we gon' do with money?
Bitch, we be ballin' out, the king, bring me fifty bottles
it
Yes, yes, I can see it now
Do you remember, we were sittin' there by the water?
You put your arm around me for the first time
You made a rebel
forgot
That's when I came upon a book covered in cobwebs
Story of a romance torn apart by fate
Hundreds of years ago, they fell in love, like we did
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
Ignitin'[g strife] like every form of light,
Then moved by bold design,
Slid in that thing and it grew wings,
In Nineteen-Fifty-Nine.
It was blood,
Yeah
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
Anything you can do, I can do better.
Than you can do, I can do, We can do,
I can do, much, much better that you.
Anything you can do, I can do
streams in a millisecond
Let's see that means I earned about three cents
A trillion dreams in the human cloud
Now we got no defense
Two thousand
Two
harder)
50 Cent (50 Cent) , G-Unit (G-Unit)
DJ Clue (DJ Clue) , Early (Early)
(Yo I'm over here chillin' wit
My man 50 Cent, 50 Cent)
Damn (we both from
Aw no do you know what this is
One shot one kill what's the deal G-Unit!Here we go now!}
Aw nigga do you know who you with
It's Tony Yayo up in
The future never came around
It hurts to even think of those days
The damage we do
By the hopes that we raise
But how beautiful it was, "tomorrow"
We
someone needs to be found
The things we do
The things we say
Are gentle rays of hope
That touch us all each day
Each day
The things we do (the
beneath the new pa-paya tree
We'll send your papa fifty-cent cigar
'Cause he's a proud pa-paya grand-pa-pa!
Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue
The Conspiracy
'Cause we ain't gonna never stop
You just keep wasting your energy on us
You should find something to do with your time, time
And quit fucking
Aw no do you know what this is
One shot one kill what's the deal G-Unit!Here we go now!}
Aw nigga do you know who you with
It's Tony Yayo up in
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
your life
We laughed and drank in the jukebox light
And we tore the rug in that downtown dive
Every Saturday night
For fifty cents we'd dance all
to blast off heat
Quik told me to be all I can be
Nate is my dogg him and warren g
They recognize the ridah in the drivers seat
And even 50 cent said
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