Lyrics:
…time to play around, what is this? (humming
Singing) 50 Cent, I got G-Unit
Gather all my thoughts
All the bullshit I experienced is
Coming out right now
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
you look at my life it ain't pg there boy
You ain't sh acting like you on tv there boy
I've been getting too lit without ccs there boy
Call her 50 cent
Fifty cent, she trying to cook an ass pact with me, first off change your aspect, brain's
How can you expect me to accept, the disrespect, already
the fuck", I just lost 60 racks, and made it back, nigga
RTB, I'm a real trench baby
Ion care if it's 50 cent, man you gotta pay me
All she doin' is laying
want the feature then hit me
But if yo shit weak imma ask for the fifty
You actin too iffy
You needa split in a jiffy
You on that fuck shit then miss me
Here comes that guy in his stripped down Model A
And he says, ?Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check my oil too, if you don't mind
Put some air in my
like 50 sins
100 bands or 50 cents
Shit don't matter keep it 100 man
That's what's I tell me on my cloud
Yes I'm a humble man
Say it out loud
Make them
with a blue eye
No I'm not talking about my baggy eye or baggy pants
Cuz I wouldn't give two cents if 50 cent
Told me that he got presents
I'm just
Bullet proof like I'm fifty cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your head
You better not play with me nigga
Write a song, drop a hit, go do a show like
- When you over in American Samoa, whatâ?¦what surprised you the most?
- I guess what hit me the most is the condition of the factory that
a gangsta
You had us all fool you a pranksta
Here's 50 cents you a wanksta
Too much dirty laundry like hampers
That man can't lead the team
He slow off
[Chorus]
(Call me) Why you naggin' me?
(Call me) Girl you houndin' me (yo why you houndin' me)
(Call me) Why you harassin' me?
I don't want
need to go)
I'm hoping that my 2 cents will get me dollar bills
Been on fire with NuSince roasting ant hills
No more belts around my neck
Just loops
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
(Mary)
M-J, 50 Cent, G-Unit
This is simple
I feel you understand
Another man
Can't quite
Love you girl (yeah a little louder) like I can
Your
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
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
wish death on me, I feel like "50 Cent"
She a gold digger, that pussy a metal detector
Yeah, the shit I got on cost about, fifty yen
That's the thousand,
me for my Air Max 95's
Told Banks when I met him I'ma ride and if I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm
do
It's the shit you tell her don't do
Be L, get the females
The models just to nosel [?]
They call me lucky like a silver dollar
Silver collar
the nerves to hit you
Time is flying by, but I still try
to fight my pride and call you
I get so lonely
When will you call me
All I ask is 50/50, call me back
her guts
In school sick, callin me to pick her up, jumped in the whip
Swervin on my way to Murry Bergdrom
I could tell by her voice phone call was kinda
flights are tragic
Laughing straight to the bank
50 cent
Tryna make a dollar outta 15 cents
Jet lag but I still can't sleep
Sleep's for the rich
Niggas
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