Lyrics:
and many men or 50 Cent
Shit, I am 50 Cent, haha
to spark
I needed a nickel to make me sum cents
He ain't got a heart cuz he come from the trench
Stepped up to the stage, I'm like ladies and gents
I'm finna
can
He got a shopping cart full of mad cans
He said he on his way to go cash in
In a good mood, I gave his ass a fifty
Not money, bitch, I gave him a 50
biddies
Homie slide through and i only charge em 50
Yeah, I might just go blow some O's
I just feel that right to my dome
All this time that I spent alone
to represent My fitted New York like 50 cent You got 50 cent, 125 bucks for a half 50 for a whole gram Tinkerbell rockin' the speedboat I got what you need bro,
& that's what we call 50 shades of pain
When you've been told: "I love you", by someone in vain
You go crazy like Joe & Love, that's called "insane"
I would
thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
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
Smirnoff, baby)
We not drinkin' the Smirnoff tonight (Not tonight, why'all chill!)
None of that shit, man (Grimey ass niggas!)
Put the 50 cent beer away
a seventy thirty, no way, no way
Or a sixty forty, uh, uh, uh, uh
Talkin 'bout a fifty fifty, when the room is empty
And the clothes come off, I'm doin' you
pioneer paving the way
Eminem, 50 Cent, I've been""Patiently Waitin'""
Now the time finally came to throw my name in ya face
Like BRAP
Wasiu, nigga I'm in
New York City (New York City)
You are now rackin' with 50 Cent
(with 50 Cent) are you ready?
(are you ready?
Gun cocks) I said are you ready?
(are
men, get rich or die like I'm 50 Cent
Remember when life was the simplest, back when I didn't have fifty cent
Sober now, I'm takin' Yoga classes
I'm
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Everywhere I'm at everywhere I go, I stay surrounded by hoes
Even when I'm tryin to be on the low, I'm recognized by hoes
Man,
back is bent
Count up every cent
Hustling Rick Ross
Green multiplying like moss
Smoke go ahead get crossed
Sipping never stops
Every single day I fade
to the center
To get the vending machines
Where he then he would be seen
Gettin' some mini m&m's and some mints
When he went and he spent 50 cent
That he sent
the quarter
A big jump in size
Twenty-five cents
A nickel and two dimes
Now here comes the loonie
Wow, it's worth four times
That's right, a dollar
Ya, one
Sharon seeville
All over people
Sharon seeville's getting her axle replaced
City pavers don't come around here anymore
She says she's got 50 cent got
Right now with the situation gettin' better
So I'm doin' you things, holla
Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me outt
Now piece by piece we put it all
50 Cent-
Next and 50
(Uh-huh)
Next and 50
Next and 50
Next and 50
Yo, yo my imagination is more vivid than life
Playboy November issue page
Yeah
Once it come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but ten cent lovin'
Hey little baby, let me light your candle'
Cause mama I'm sure
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