Lyrics:
my baby, let's just make it
I got my Gaga 9-7 on right now
Lady (you gotta puff a J to this one
Can't roll a blunt up to this one boy)
You're so
Stand by to stand by
Ain't no need to worry today
Thorazine shuffle make everything OK
I know how you feel
You say you need your highs and lows
still me?
Cause' hindsight look 50/50
Hindsight look 50/50
Open future feeling fine
Walk the plank
Dive sea so deep
It's OK, you're OK
I got your back
or the Lex or the Benz
116th by the hour from the Africans
But they won't let you push 'em
One tried to get fly I almost had to mush him
If I wanted to rob
tonight
Pretty woman, don't walk on by
Pretty woman, don't make me cry
Pretty woman, don't walk away, Hey, O.K.
If that's the way it must be, O.K.
I
...want but they don't go killing sh-t
Real a sh-t and your main right pick me, they try and hit me
Kick game like 50 cents, n-ggers wanna play games out
my baby, let's just make it
I got my Gaga 9-7 on right now
Lady (you gotta puff a J to this one
Can't roll a blunt up to this one boy)
You're so
Set to BIG's "The World
Is Filled" instrumental
Yeah 50 Cent, uh huh
Governor, G-G-G-G-G-Unit'!
She ain't that chick from the burbs
That's
that make the babies (oh, yeah, baby)
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men
right here
I know you're thirty two
But you look fifty five
You walk around
With your eyes wide open
But you're barely alive
You say, you've
like it's legal
A nigga move around with the Eagle
I go off! We say you get
It if we don't believe you
This is 50 Cent and Beanie Sigel, I go off
Big
barrel by, too gun shy to hitch a ride
Got two quarters and a dime, cup of coffee costs a buck
Fifty cents to place a call, payphone's ripped right out
no tense, you gotta bag of grub
Cost you about 50 cents
No fear, no fuckin' feat, malt liquor
Tastes much better on the street
Crustin', a way of life
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
guess
Is the way we measure a man's success
By the kind of automobile he can afford to buy
Well now, red light, green light, traffic cop
Right turn,
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
You love that hood that you represent
You bout that working and all that money spent
A nigga owe you every cent
My niggas hustle hard just to pay
the quarter
A big jump in size
Twenty-five cents
A nickel and two dimes
Now here comes the loonie
Wow, it's worth four times
That's right, a dollar
Ya, one
when I'm pimpin'
Impotent you niggas get me sick, wanna be soundin' like
You knowin' my arithmetic, but we don't sound alike
50 Cent with
high, hands up high
[VERSE 1: 50 CENT]
You wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take you to da prom
I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
Nigga my mamma
high, hands up high
[VERSE 1: 50 CENT]
You wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take you to da prom
I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
Nigga my mamma
that's a big black bug,
Got your 50 cent fortune tucked under your rug.
You got your zoot suit body bag ready to blast off.
I'm in a milk crate by your
and that's a big black bug
Got your 50 cent fortune tucked under your rug
You got your zoot suit body bag ready to blast off
I'm in a milk crate by your
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