Lyrics:
either you're a boy or a girl they predetermine your sex
Before you were even born they plan your murder and death
To make sure you never make it to your
Do some dumb shit, dumber than join the Navy
What yo' broke ass doin' with a hundred babies?
Strap it on please, you're spreadin' STD's
throughout
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
Gotta see a couple people
I ain't got
your so wrong (it's 50)
I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengers from 9/11 (yeah)
your so wrong (it's 50)
I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengers from 9/11 (yeah)
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
do one more game of counting by fives on our fingers
This is a long one, keep going
Get set, ready, go
5, 10, 15, 20
25, 30, 35, 40
45, 50, 55,
that chopper rang
Beef keep frozen but when it melts
I do my thang fifty shots to set it off
Real quick bitch niggas get left
Where they can't be
but I can't forget
When i was asking for them dollars it was barely 50 cent
Names on the list
But I ain’t owe you shit
Never did favors
It leads
cheaper
I can buy anything cheaper than you
[Frank:] Fifty cents
[Annie:] Forty cents
[Frank:] Thirty cents
[Annie:] Twenty cents
[Frank:] No, you
time
Ain't goin' south, stick to the plan, get her last
Make her do the runnin', man, want this one right
Pray to God, when I see you, it's gon' be
[50 Cent]
Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck...
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
[Young Buc]
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas
will it stop
Jay and Dame ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm
cheaper than you
Fifty cents
Forty cents
Thirty cents
Twenty cents
No, you can't
Yes, I can! Yes, I can!
Anything you can say I can say softer
I
cheaper than you
Fifty cents
Forty cents
Thirty cents
Twenty cents
No, you can't
Yes, I can! Yes, I can!
Anything you can say I can say softer
I
[Hook]
I am 100, I double 50 cent
If you wanna talk ish ya derrier gets kicked
Show you who's boss like Feds did Micheal Vick
And show ya how
Lauren Hill
Snoop dropped it like it's hot
Word of mouth so ludacris
Young buck
Trying to make a dollar outa fifty cent
Sorry mama
Cleaning out my closet
Som' for the hood, ya know, yeah
Nuttin' crazy, little som' som'
Yeah, 50 Cent, G-Unit Radio
I sit and twist the lye just to get high
Niggas is
life easy
Others are born to break their backs!
But I'm just born to be your baby
Just born to love you, baby
It's true
Nobody else will do!
(Just
and raised, born and raised in the county of Dade.
Yeah it's DJ Khaled, do or die,
Big Dog Pitbull,
Terror Squad-ian, a.k.a the Beat Novacaine.
Rest
and raised, born and raised in the county of Dade.
Yeah it's DJ Khaled, do or die,
Big Dog Pitbull,
Terror Squad-ian, a.k.a the Beat Novacaine.
Rest
station in Jamaica
Queens zach Fink Ny1 50 cent:
It's the big 10, it's been 10 years since 50
Cent is the future
I'm tired as a motherfucker
What you want
with you brother and your best friend too
Sit on the porch and drink some more beer
I don't need your fifty-cent lovin' round here
round here [x5]
Yeah
Haha, yeah
Yeah
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
For sure I'ma
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