Lyrics:
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
swą obronę że to jest obliczone na
Fejm
Gdy chcesz nosić koronę
To niestraszny koroner mówił już 50 Cent
Mydlą im oczy (mydlą oczy oczy)
Oczy ich tu
rośnie mi kolekcja
Koleś nie zna ale szumi
Już wyjmuje swój pistolet zaraz chce przykręcać tłumik
Myślę sobie kto to jest 50 Cent G Unit
Rappers Talent
Emanować tylko złem
Wyrzec się własnego syna jak dureń 50 Cent
Wciąż rościć pretensje odbierając innym tlen
Jak ten co mu nie pyknął jego wymarzony sen
Barrelhouse all night long
Don'tcha wanna go down to Barrelhouse Joe's
Well, come on!
He's got Jack on ice and fifty cent schooners of beer
He's got red hot
ain't seen him but I
Heard he still a bitch
I ain't get a thang off yo plate
I ain't splitting shit
Get rich or die trying
Bitch can't get fifty cent
Goodness should lead men to the repentance
(it should make you wanna change)
50 Cent took nine shots look at his face
If you look a lil closer
You can see
Czuję się dziś jak szef świecę jak Disneyland
Świeży jak internet jak wszystko wiem
Baggy jeans jak 50 Cent do XXL od Misbhv
Mam inny cel lecz
cents no 50 no cap brah
Wizkid at the function
On the dance floor no discussion
Head to London see my cousins
Dream to stack ps in abundance
That's claim
floss soos Oral B, self-centred monotony
Nothin' new, nothin' new, y'all ain't sayin' nothin' new
Jy luister 50 Cent, ek pomp Black Star en The Roots
repent
Slid on the opps in the Raptor, Gary Trent
Five hundred thousand on me, 'bout to count up every cent
Two hundred thousand to my jeweler, got back
I’ll spend my life in jail
Made it back to Reno babe and I wagered 50 cents
I turned it to 5000 yes and paid back what was lent
Set out running but
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
off the stoop with
Know I kick in my two cents, it's duffles and toothpicks
To give you 16 feel like if a pound flew in
Competition Nutso, let's GPS
pussy, I got her out my mix
Ha, she what me to buy that BBL, pfft, it's a trick
We done put this shit on many men, ha, 50 Cent
You a ho, but you
[ad libs and shouts for first 12 seconds]
[C-Rayz Walz]
see-Rayz, guns and butter!
Go back upstairs, eat your mac cheese and fishsticks
You not 50
can run the pants off a kangaroo
He can't fly but I'm tellin' you, he can run the pants off a kangaroo
Well he was the model for the fifty cents
I should stick to dro (weed)
Backwoods overload
Don't like to smoke them Swishers, ho (yup)
If you hit my liquor store
It's fifty cents for
you kiss her neck
Brew a cup of coffee in the morning
Have it waiting by the bed when she waking up yawning don't need a reason why
Cause even when she
feet
Kapeesh?
I defy the feat by defecating on beat
Fuck how you feel i've got an oral fixation
With spitting liquefied razors
So ill that they cut
his artist (Yeah!)
I took him right in like "Damn, let's start dis." (C'monn!)
Brought him round 50 to show him what he got
He looked at me quickly
DJ Stevie J (We gon' get to it nigga)
Real niggas (by any means necessary)
Rich niggas (We were born like this)
Fly shit
I be on some fly nigga
New York City!
You are now rapping, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it,
I just wanna chill and twist a lot
Catch suns in my 7-45
You drive me crazy
than your barber coming out tomorrow
With a whole new whip n yeah I got it by the throttle
Skkkkkrrrrrrrrrrr
Gone hit the the streets strong like
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