Lyrics:
them up cent by cent
I started with a quarter
It was worth twenty-five cents
Each dime was worth ten
So I added both of them
Got thirty-five, forty-five
DJ Whoo Kid:Yea (?) Lloyd Banks 50 Cent G-Unit Here We Go you should be here wit me bitch, you should come and make me rich, girl you know girl you
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
Trailer for sale or rent rooms to left fifty cents
No phone no pool no pets I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but two hours of pushing broom buys
a man by the name of Gray
Flour was fifty cents for a twenty four pound bag
Now it's a dollar and a half beside
Just like a skinnin' off a flea for
these babes
They gotta stop crying, you know
(Dre, 50 Cent) with crying
And screaming babies sold out, bitch
These motherfuckers are making
Me
and a-rockin'
Rollin' till the break of dawn
Ah well, I looked at my watch
And it was nine fifty-four
Ready to go, go, go
And we rolled
Oh, reelin'
Pussies
Fall in and get quoted y'all
Yeah
It's Cashis
Welcome to the Shady game
G's up
Obie went plat
An' he back with another classic
50
this lint like a slave
And 20 cent to my name, tryna make this crime pay
Money spent, Ben gone, left me with the Hamil-ton
Window tint, same ol' song
Trailers for sale or rent
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
to let, 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Two hours of push broom
Buys a eight by 12 four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no
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
the Range, I'm into nice thangs
I slang weed, cocaine and heroine
50 Cent, that's my name, nigga I bring the pain
You thought shit stay the same, nigga shit
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
his head) I keep it handy.
Well early in the mornin' bout the break of day
I figured it was time to make a getaway
Steppin' right along but I was
do one more game of counting by fives on our fingers
This is a long one, keep going
Get set, ready, go
5, 10, 15, 20
25, 30, 35, 40
45, 50, 55,
give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em
(Give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em)
50 Cent got that shit that made them “girls go wild,
(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,
Here comes that guy in his stripped down Model A
And he says, ?Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check my oil too, if you don't mind
Put some air in my
Som' for the hood, ya know, yeah
Nuttin' crazy, little som' som'
Yeah, 50 Cent, G-Unit Radio
I sit and twist the lye just to get high
Niggas is
Now I will tell you what I've done for you
Fifty thousand tears I've cried
Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you
And you still won't hear me
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
Whoa! 50 Cent g-Unit! yeah!
You want beef wit me take a
Number and get in line
You want pairs with me I pop
Ya top off with the nine
You mad at me?
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
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