Lyrics:
shining and ride fly?
What kinda nigga be bumping in drive bys?
Look, look...what kinda nigga be burning like a stove?
Worth 6 figures, hot, ?
shining and ride fly?
What kinda nigga be bumping in drive bys?
Look, look...what kinda nigga be burning like a stove?
Worth 6 figures, hot, ?
good
Ride on 20's with TV's
Leather interior and wood
Rolexes, at least ten G's on a necklace
Pullin up at the club in
Two Caddy truck stretches
My click
Writing rhymes at night in the house by myself
I open mailboxes, all I see was more bills
Gettin' cold chicken, walkin' down Ryan's hills
Askin' moms for 50
and fighting sleep over nothing that was ever learned
Making an exit 'fore the party's getting over
Barely making 50 cents but I'm still fighting like a soldier
cent he my toy soldier he drop many men
That bitch a thot she'll fuck any man
I fuck then I jet like Kenny man
Freaky like YN Jay I'm the coochie
I
Time to wash the dirt
Moving swiftly like a scud
Blowing up
In my head
With anxiety
Anxiously taking my time
Patiently waiting
Like I'm 50 cent
For my
and mayonnaise, and we smoke always
Passing by these haters like we got all A's
[Backbone]
Say say say say Crack, what's the word on the street?
Nothing but
dope
You fin' to lose when dope
Fiends cut ya fuckin throat
You see my shit is legit, so it's on
Cut a fifty cent slab
And tell that bitch to get gone
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
Ghetto star by the bar I get you bent
You wanna
where's the evidence?
You got below average intelligence and poor penmanship
You need to shut the fuck up cause your breath stink
Take fifty cents
Line size
I done used eight up
Out of nine lives
I don't need 50 cent
I got five dimes
That'll cook clean
Look mean
Dust off prints
Might have fuck Joe
though…
1/2 Group / #3 & #4
Ya think?!
Group / ALL
More than 100 years
(though) - b.g.
(Either one person, or break up? TBD)
V5 Lead
but their…
lovin' it
Carve a smile on his face now what's funny bitch
I laugh at my opps we ain't duckin' shit
I put one in his face like he 50 cent
I knock out all
Richardson police say they were called to the Apartments for a disturbance
A possible shooting around 7 p.m
But we are learning today that a body was found by
Muthfuckas go half went out like soldiers
They other half went out like a hoe
But by act of due process, I’ve risen to fame
By kicking ass and taking
me cirkel...
Ik ken G's je moet ze pingen
Zijn actief voor die bandz
Rollen by in die benz
Voor een nigga died zit ik op paar ton
I Promise
Kep wat
sheezy number one top ten
I'm on fire, can't sleep on the E
Everyday Street Gangsta that's E.S.G.
And I'm swanging and banging
Thinking throwed, fifty
niggas as jokes
Boscotti with the candyland
The only tree that I smoke
The pack travel to a land
By a car plane or a boat
I been hungry for the green
That
for fear
MC's better beware, of their worst nightmare
Soldiers of the Wu infantry out and locked on your vicinity
Killarmy take on those who walk
You know my style I'm sipping on the finest whisky
I'm a G I move units but l never sign with 50
Never trusted niggas no new homies at all
I know JR
doggy to a steel cage
Left his top missing
Got a boost button in the whip
Call it "350"
Got G-Unit in the clip, he gon' see fifty
Two drums hanging out
You know my style I'm sipping on the finest whisky
I'm a G I move units but l never sign with 50
Never trusted niggas no new homies at all
I know JR
Zavolá susedov zhora, že má čistý perník
Pustí G-Unit a dá si s nimi fifty-sendvič
Kloktá semeno jak keby je to ústna voda
A nielen preto jej dali známi
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