Lyrics:
sauce now I need some dog meat
I can eat what I want don't make fun of me!
I could meet Rucka Ruck
I heard he lives in the street
Why can't we go
to help him
Make them better
And I had been working
On these songs
Separately
For a few years
And one day
It kind of clicked
That if I put them
In
Pari
That's my dream, but it's one I'll never have
100 bands in my hands, killa cam, only fans
Like I'm 50, spelling out broke with cents
When I'm 50
the ambulance
Sometimes I feel no one in this world understands us
But we don't care what people say
My niggas
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money
touch me
Me. That cost 50 cents
Whatever I still got plenty left
I'm in the zone. Danger. Twilight. Name it
Heart rate rise while climb in the rankings
that bennigans
Timmy 21 to my competition
I’m a stomp em
In some timberlines
As a youngin listened to 50 cent
Get rich or die trying
Story telling
the building bitch
20 racks, we had 20 racks
Now we need 50 bitch
Independent, we made our lane and
Now we live in it
I can't wait for no one
That shit drive
and politics frill teams
We probably have enough chips to build teams
And if there is no build promise its full of cream
Do-rags and wave spinnin' while I'm in
the
Instruments or get someone to play
It if I can't and the one
Time I sample for this album, it gets
Rejected, right before I have to turn
The album in i got
'm rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch
(Chorus)
(50 Cent)
My buzz is
to Europe
I heard my whole life nigger comply or die
But in the 1600s the same rules still apply
Three or four generations a hundred fifty-four years
See
sexy in dem leggings
She live by the code for her city she reppin
She work hard for her own she ain't leaving her weapon no
Big Glock 40 by her side she
can't stop, gotta watch MTV, BET
Nigga, you see me
I wonder if you mad, 'cause I'm doing good
Or 'cause niggas feeling me more than you in your own
spendin' thousand with my chips
I can't love these bitches, fell in love the rip
I was doin' this shit just for my peers
Hop out, put inside my blood, my
?
Why can't time just pass me by
Hope you can hear my cry up in heaven, oh my
Accomplishments go down the drain when I see the powder rain
Made me forget
This shit, real serious not casual sport
Let time fly by as I pen these thoughts
And I'm speedin' through life wit my car in park
And even in the day
good the same
And I can't say the hood the same
Cuz every day we grow it change
If it matters who's in office
Let me look out to a crane
When your Europe
shit ain't a game nigga no we don't play
If the cops come I won't make it ungainly
My Dad was a trapper momma you can't blame me
This shit in my veins
cause we put in that pain
Remember 50 cent sodas while we walk through the rain
Told my momma that I love her Ima buy her a place
I told my niggas that I
don't follow the rules
Why should I when Reebok giving niggas they own shoes
And I'm dealing with the same problems 50 Cent got
Yayo in jail and they
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
can't trust not a
Soul inside these streets
I made a video out there in Copenhagen
So the homies can see
To let 'em know it's more
Than just Pamela Lee
wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes we switch the vin
If he sweet then finesse again
Its hard
his Barkleys
That's ten years, I told Pooh in '95
I'll kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95's
Told Banks when I met him, I'ma ride
And if I
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