Lyrics:
On to people cuz of history
My circle tight
I barely open up
You can not get to me
I’m tired of waking up tired
Giving all my energy
To people always taking
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
a tent
Come inside, sorry I can't
Drive back fast like I'm Hakkinen
Take her to candy shop, 50 cent
Aaayy ayyy give it to me now
Say say you want this
up[01:14.82]They wan' vex me so I muscle up[01:17.28]I see kele she wan' take me out my way[01:19.30]I dey say fi mi le[01:20.39]Don't you see my niggas
Dade County, nigga, mansions up in Tamarac
Never golfin' with the Trumps and I give you my word
Back to comin' out the trunk, chargin' 20 a bird
gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver
You got your own '96 suh-in the ride
And keep your ass
gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver
You got your own '96 suh-in the ride
And keep your ass
I'm finna srkt off in this Jag
Srktt
Yea, in this jag
I hope you pussies know, you can't Compete with me
I feel like I'm 50 cent when he said "Many men
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
in Texas I've been trying to find some inner peace (dirty south)
Can't afford the lease guess I'll end up in the streets
If you thirsty get that water
alright
But of course I wasn't about to just give up my son
So I did exactly what I thought should be done
I worked my ass off and I saved every cent
I sold
(60)
Let off 10 now I'm riding with 50
(Brddddd)
Spot my Vick 9 times like 50 cent
(Bow bow bow)
Just me and my pistol don't ride with many men
My young
Uh-ha
Mummy raised a good yute, but I'm bad like my surname Jackson
Fifty cent coins in this hand gun (baow)
You ever heard the MAC ring? Ain't
another swallow
Hold up, over here, we get real funds
Yeah I been in the building, but
Now you gotta watch me build one
Panic when they see me cause
can I do for you
Made eight fifty quickly it was only day two
So I went and paid my dues
Gassed up the whip
Told myself I cannot lose
Had to use
Cinnamon kisses
Busy Give me ten Better yet fifty
Cents Bout to spend all of pennies
Shit I’m just lit Those were my fifties
Bankrupt
Get ya bank up
Can’t
Try to rob me he a idiot
Smoke a big nigga on some skinny shit
Hop out the car or stay in that bitch
Either way do 'em like 50 cent
Up the ARP make
open-air, Tokyo to Delaware
Put your phones in the air if you wanna be rocked
You know I want way more than I already got
Give me a song with Eminem and 50
When you stop the programs for after school
And they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic
They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions"
We scream, rock, blows,
bird on me
Nothin' to be specific
Ice, ice, ice like I jumped in the Pacific
Money, money, money
Man that shit comin' in digit's
I got 50 cents on me
Making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
he better than Eminem
Fifty Cent, Lil Wayne, and
Drizzy Ain't this
Nigga a singing Man He, Really Tryna get busy
With the best that
I call, the Worst
attend to that
And you can take that vest off cuz
Imma put em in ya hat
Point blank walk up ain't never
Did a drive by
Catch a nigga slippin and let
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
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