Lyrics:
were listening to 50 cent
He asked for 50 I gave him 20 procent
I once scammed a cucumber seller for 20 pesos
I'm dumb rich my competition is jeff bezos
gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have fifty cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on, see how time fly?
Hate it
the Chosen one
By the way she acting yeah, she can be my hun
Like fifty cent you wanna be best friend
If relation will you be my rider to the end
Confessions
I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 Cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on
See how time fly?
Hate
I wanted to end up with more now
I should have just stayed in bed like I know how
So I failed on the DVD
But I still had to get the money
Tell
then you gotta pay the price
Live my life yeah
I been livin' life
I been pushing on my twenties and I'm boutta build a life uh
Build a life
It's in sight
as good as going tourist.
By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set.
He was thoroughly packed and the post
Office had agreed to pick him up at three o'clock.
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
a vest on that Teflon
Like a don should i'm rollin' sticky green
Every nigga with me clean
Strapped the fuck up know what I mean?
This is 50 Cent, Banks
turned her round, and then I fucked her gave her 50 cents
Fuck her from the back,all she wanted was some hot chips
Hope you know by now I'm Young reckless
a star
Lit shine astronaut
When you think of me cash cow
Ring bells
Chop it up
Now they mad cow that's how
Beef sells
Until they see Shells
Get
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
Oh, oh, Gggga Gggga G-UNIT
(UNIT, haha) , yeah, it's 50 CENT (CENT)
And Lloyd Banks
(BANKS) , and Tony Yayo (YAYO)
Nigga, nigga (haha, haha)
You
my advice
Don't let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for the chips
20's for the six hollows for the clips
Try me, if you think I'm playing bitch
the shooter
[Verse One: 50 Cent]
I'll bang out, I'll, I'll, I'll bang out
Find out shit is real when I'm at you with that thang out
Cause all kind of commotion
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
Hard
1,2 and 3
Watching DVD's
BIC never on easy street
Fall down 7 times get up 8 no matter where I be
On the map I keep that as my philosophy
what you say about me
Broke nigga two cents don't matter
Give a fuck what you say about me
Broke bitch two cents don't matter
It doesn't matter, it
stopping me
I know you wanna copy me
Blow up just like 50 cent
Die tryna do this s**
One of hell of a life that I f** live
Yeah yeah yeah
Think you can step up
Better come correctly
I don't know why I drive
A hundred in fifty-five
Never find a better sign than this one
Come to me when
truant
Sheesh we got the blueprint
To stack up all these blue strips
I dont need a blue check
Just send a deposit
It aint about what you know
Its about who
was a fallacy/up your mighty race/ build a new reality/
Dollars that we spend stay here a short time/spent out the hood by the end of the rhyme/
So
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