Lyrics:
things, chicka chicka jeera
50's blowing up, his shit just keeps going up
What the fuck is going on? Who the fuck is Norah Jones?
Shady, wait a minute,
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,
[Intro: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Queens!!!! (G-G-G-G-G-G Mix! G-G-G-G-G Remix! It's the Unit!!!)
T-T-T-T Todd Smith!! LL!!
[Chorus: LL Cool J (50 Cent
got a drum if i see many men plot then i'm shooting out the 50 (50 Cent)
We finna squeeze if we keep spinning know we be twisting hard then a titty
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
God did, God did, I'm a witness (woo)
I just sent fifty bottles to bitches (woo)
Know the gang in the VIP by the pendant
Still in a meeting, be back
That's why you gotta watch your friends you
Got to watch me they conniving, shit
The first chance to crack the bank
They try me, all they get is 50 cent
that gritty shit, Brooklyn '95, New York City shit
You can hate me now, P. Diddy shit
I started from the bottom, man, I really did
And everything they
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
stop it, i am unstoppable! Yeah!
I'm changing my name man
Don't call me 50 Cent no more
Call me 50 Interscope Cent
Curtis Interscope Jackson
I'm runnin'
a ceiling fan (you crazy!)
My girl Chanel should sell shit 'for Chanel kicks hell
Split turn down fifty mill'
On my Chappelle, shit! (Chapelle, shit
fifty cent, in a bad predicament
The gon' bust your head by them dead green presidents
Wipin' down the evidence, shooters at my residence
All this
teach the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig
Murder rates increases, bullet holes the size of fifty cent pieces
Don't worry about
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
years away from when they say
The world's expected to end
And I ain't even begin
That's more ironic than a bum asking
For 50 Cent from "Many Men", one
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
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)
[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
[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,
mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me
[Verse 3]
I love 50 Cent, that's my dad
But even my mom talk about him bad
She says since he blew up,
"G-Unit"
There's no competition, it's just me
50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on these streets
If David could go against Goliath with a stone
I can go
a mansion in da Hamptons by P Diddy 500,000,000 copies
Laughin' at dat nigga fifty I'll be
So rich all my cars will be new ones
And if I feel like it I
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?
[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,
[Puffy]
Yo Short man
I was with this chick last night
She was like, hey Diddy, ummm Diddy
Why you so motherfuckin' fly
I had to tell her bitch I'm
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