Lyrics:
shit we just gon'
Keep going, and matter fact this hoe ass nigga 50 Cent
Bitch you ain't nothing but two quarters nigga
We made change out of your
right upon arrival, G shit revival
Marathon goes on, mile by mile
R.I.P. to Nipsey
Shoutout to 50
Reppin that same last name as Biggie - WALLACE
Still
of Kanye West and 50 Cent
Dropping on the same day, couldn't wait for our pay day
Me and my boys had a job, we worked the same place (T-Dot)
Worked for
Bruder, sag ma' ehrlich, wer will keinen dicken Benz?
Veysel schreibt die Hooks besser als 50 Cent
Bruder, sag ma' ehrlich, wer will keinen dicken
It's the motherfuckin DPG G-G-G-G Unit!
Can you believe it? (believe it)
On some gangsta shit, why-yeah
On some gangsta shit, straight up nigga
Check
It's the motherfuckin DPG G-G-G-G Unit!
Can you believe it? (believe it)
On some gangsta shit, why-yeah
On some gangsta shit, straight up nigga
Check
thru yo head, 50 Cent don't care
I cock triggers light the blockup
Iller than times square
Real shit, you spit it 'cause you seen it
I spit it 'cause I
plottin' to wet me
When y'all niggas come y'all
Better come correctly do you understand me?
Do do do do do do do do, gangsta shit
I'm laughin' straight
Well easy
Well ya done know so we make it on a cheesy
Sean-a-peesy, the girls are over breezy
Longside the 50 Cent, yo
Now some bwoy like dem take
on the benches
50 for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (hey)
Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (yeah, ho)
Take a flight to Memphis, we
a gangsta who live and die by the gun
Caught a hot one, sprayin' you bitches 'til there is none
I'm like a Rolling Stone, homie, I got you under my thumb
TV, 'cause I hustle, baby
This rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick, to talk greasy (woo)
By any means, partner, I got to eat
TV, 'cause I hustle, baby
This rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick, to talk greasy (woo)
By any means, partner, I got to eat
of Soul Train
Sheeit, lame as the old host of Soul Train
I do gangsta music, FUCK Soul Train!
All blacks got is BET
Pardon me, that shit's owned by MTV
A gangsta's born every day
So make sure that you keep it, G-A-N-G-S-T-A
And now that I know the game
I'll make sure that I keep it, G-A-N-G-S-T-A
don't know what's, faggot-ass motherfuckers
Get money to all my real niggas, man
Obie Trice, D-12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade
Daddy, is Ja Rule
The game took a turn crazy its all gravy
Thanks to 50 cent and shady they goin' play me
These lil' niggas can't phase me
They just babies
Play me
[50 Cent]
G-Unit, they ain't ready
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta
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
Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo
Timbaland sounds so good
But I might not be ready i don't know
If I spend a 100 grand on the beat
Then we
[Tony Yayo]
New Shit
Tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon
[HOOK: 50 Cent]
Bump Dat
Niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it
jumpin', jumpin'
The place packed
? 'round here, don't know how to act, act
We buy alcohol, nigga, buy the racks
We balled out, spendin' shit by
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
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