Lyrics:
that shit back
I'ma real super gremlin
I made yo bitch pay me to snack
If we getting something straight
Plug is trappin' like 50 Cent back in 08
Breakin
No I don’t get intimate fuck in the shower then rinse the dick
If she say she only fuck with stars then you gotta show her power like 50 Cent
Gave me
good, well good
Again again
Doing good
A long time tony king doing good, well good
Mama neva beat dah rasta youth till a mi halla
Neva thief a fifty cent
ain't have 50 cent
Now the money coming out of nowhere like a immigrant
I Keep that Kenny smith but my cowboys tote something Russian like emit smith
Ima
Talking about I gave that hoe a dollar and 50 cents
Baby girl you know I’m ready
Cuddle with you like a teddy
and get in that Mercedes
I got on my Giuseppe
tryna
Get me a get me
Like 50 cent
So i’m out here with the
Glizzy a glizzy
It’s on my hip
I be sliding
With my niggas yeah
We just hit a lick
And my
50 cents that I got fought off many Men
So stop tripping stop tripping wont Spinn again
I ain't worried bout u shawty Where Yo friend
Srt to the latest
hitters is 101 and they ready Stunt
Like 50 Cent, it ain't no problem if you looking for one
It's many ways that I can solve it, with some Bank or a gun
the realest)
Yeah, you know we 'bout to kill it
Like damn, yeah, I know they watching me, watching me (They watching)
Yeah, I gliss on the scene, watch it dance
1 for the money and the car I drive
2 for the girls who are passing by
3 for the house on the hills outside
4 for the guys and the wild fly by
1 for
Bow wow wow wow, like a dog on the pound
Bow wow wow wow, bow wow wow wow
I got this fifty(?) cents scrapin' every little bit
I love a hound dog's
A slave to the hood have no money in my pants
Rollin wit some heat to make a mutha fucka dance
Had a chance to bubble had my hustle but I
glitch
(baow, baow, baow)
50 Cent aka the magic stick (grrah)
All black, one gunman
John Wick, that's a bad man
All black, one gunman john Wick (baow)
All
the workers were in:
The factory was surrounded by a fence and barbed wire on top and on the bottom. And they have a chain-linked fence surround the whole
niggas then I got they help
But I'm still never backing down from shit
Spend a nigga block
Spend a nigga bend
Fuck it get the strap like I'm fifty cents
Verse 1:
Do not hate the player
Do not even hate the game
Do not declare war you're flippin' insane
This world's not to be blamed by you goin' insane
Chorus
Raise yo glass we about to get lit
Before we dance take one last sip,
Hit the dance floor cause this that shit,
Show Me Step from the 816
and recorded by the Dorsey brothers
Orchestra in 1934 and 35
(10) The Piccolino: Dance tune by
And featured in Top Hat
(1935) where Fred Astaire danced
It with
the fuck runnin' off at their mouth?
I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
Word bond, bitches talkin' bout pourin out Cristal
And Dom P they better stick
homey got shit locked
Public Enemy #1, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch
All black G-Units, all black Impala
I'm a schitzo, three-wheelin the six-fo'
50 Cent
don't follow the rules
Why should I when Reebok giving niggas they own shoes
And I'm dealing with the same problems 50 Cent got
Yayo in jail and they
Can
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' cents
I used to share my room with the roaches and the rats
My lil' cousin Paul and my uncle, Po'
into the crowd
I wanna see who the fuck gettin' loud
Who the fuck runnin' off at their mouth?
I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
Word bond,
druhý debil močí
Tretí debil sa a bije a štvrtý to točí
A v klube sa tváriš jak 50 Cent
Ale vo vačku máš iba 50 cent
Som Gopnik verzus inteligent
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