Lyrics:
changin' plugs on Moses' Magic Carpet
When up thru the clouds there came this Model A
He says, "Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check, my oil too, if you
of pushing broom buys a
Eight by twelve four bed room, I'm a
Man of means by no means
King of the road
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No
Gave you my two cents, ain't got money babe
I'll take you somewhere fun and tell you something funny
Something funny, babe
When I open my eyes
Oh,
change up the topic
Cuz I aint 50 Cent This aint no 21 Questions
I don’t give a damn or understand what you talking
I Told you I aint 50 I ain't lookin for
it, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's that gangsta shit
That's that gangsta shit (50 Cent, Trackmasters)
That gangsta shit
That's that gangsta shit
getting bitches and they come in by the two
Only nigga in here asking questions, see only real question, nigga who is you
I ain't worried 'bout it, now
locked when no-one's around
I sing
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but
a tech leave you stretched
I'm 50 cent getting rich in a vest
Won't die trying if I aim for the head
By any means when it comes to a check
R E S P E C
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
crunk (crunk, crunk, crunk)
And when 50 Cent says jump, you get on one foot and
Jump (jump, jump, jump)
The buzz is tremendous, we drop you artists
of somesplash
I touch on myself when ain't
No shorties to touch me
After this joint half the hood
Gon' want to fuck me
I can imagine you're here
In your Vicky
[H] Yeah
[50] Yeah
[H] It's real, it's real
[50] Yeah
[H] Got 'em
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Bump that - niggaz try to stunt on my clique
Then when I get
(yeah)
Yeah, don't make me hit you with that bow
Help, I've fallen, I can't get up
I live in dark, get rich or die tryin'
Like 50 Cent, minute man
Now it's big face time and I'm Balling on niggas baseline
It's on the wasteline
50 cent that nigga I'll let him taste 9
Then ima chase mine can't breath
Yo, yo, yo
What the fuck poppin' man
This the Drama King man
Yo who there, who dat, who there man?
(Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent nigga)
Muthafucka,
Fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty.
When you came rolling round, loud and proud,
With your boys talking about all that city
outside, but bitch, I'm sweatin', active off a Perc'
Forty-five plus fifty-five, that's me, like add me up, you nerd
Paid Habibi forty-six, don't even ask
get cuffed when them people came
You know what I'm saying? Its our generation that's out here doing everything
Old niggas not out here killing each
Banks, 50 Cent
[Lloyd Banks]
[Verse One]
Look Mommy, we can creep through the ghetto with ya, feet and stiletto take a, cartlan party is when ya sneak in
Here's jewels to live by
Identify before you enter and can't leave with weed
Fuck that, we waste no time in search of those who can't breathe
A bomb
Here's jewels to live by
Identify before you enter and can't leave with weed
Fuck that, we waste no time in search of those who can't breathe
A bomb
useless if yo stack don't have Ulysses S Grant
That's the 50s is you with me let's hit the bank then
Money like music I Benjamin Franklin
I'm out for
No I do not fear no man I put fear in all these men
Yea I got me many men like my name was 50 cent
Before you approach the man do you know who
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
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