Lyrics:
Young Rookiee in the building like a immigrant
Them killas in my unit keep it G like 50 Cent
Lil mama got a body
And some decent lips
She brought
Uh huhYeah
We gone hustle till theres nothing left
With that being said however you hustle
What you do to hustle and where you hustle
I pledge
in from a lot of different spots
Shift never over, soldiers workin' 'round the clock
I no longer gamble since my partna lost his top
I hustle
to save it
When you older I explain it
These niggas ain't really wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes
them
I feel like 50 Cent, I'm surrounded by many men
But see them boys ain't killing me
They treat me like Metro
If I don't trust you they go
I'm killin' shit
Makin' hits
Order 66
This is it
Time is up
I'm killin' many men
No 50 cent
But I'm wild
I can't get no rest
Up all night
Don't get
the respect on my name
I did not have it good but I never complained
Man I hustle and huslte and hustle a lot
Shit might buzzard but shit never stop
Shit
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
I had 50 cents
Onna bag of chips
Had to spend the shit
I'm legit
I get money quick
We buy everything
Everybody want a couple cents when I'm coming in
a man by the name of Gray
Flour was fifty cents for a twenty four pound bag
Now it's a dollar and a half beside
Just like a skinnin' off a flea for
niggas showed us ropes like
They picturin' ? me
You don’t know my struggle,
So you can't feel my hustle
You don’t know my struggle,
So you can't
the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent]
(Now everything's changed) I'm rich bitch
(You've
the shit I floss wit' be sayin' a lot for me
I came into rap humble, I don't give a fuck now
I'll serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown (uh-huh,
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
We gon call this that lightwork
Fives, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, this that lightwork
What you need, I got it for the low, this that
nothin, she just knows
By the way I look at her to take off all her clothes
Up and down
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks + (50 Cent)]
Whenever I'm not around, and you
to hear some grown folks music, I'm not knocking hip-hop, it's cool
It's just that in our case there's a time and place for 50 cent and Ja-Rule
Verse :
of dishes
I don't fuck with niggas cause these niggas be switching
Run down give his ass nine like 50
Okay
Okay
I like being by myself
I like peace and quiet
dollars, it don't make cents/sense
Words to live by, took it out of context
They say your past is your present and your present is your cash
So I look
the block just for a nickel do
I put down nickel rocks just in the nick of time
Now that S500 Benz just circle fifty times
Hundred shots, don't make me put
rapping again)
Said she wants some candies then I gave her 50 cent
I blew a k in just a minute then I made it back
Coz I hustle up you know that ryt? (I
gone finish it
I been trying to run it in
Like I'm scrimmaging
Don't start shit
If you ain't gone finish it
Cause I'll talk down on you
Like I'm 50 cent
smoking the whole basket
I was on Andrew to post the shit up to the site cuz I know he had just landed
I feel like 50 cent after Many Men
I know it's more
Verse 1:
Chalu kiya rap karna pehle angrezi mein
Suna 50 Cent aur hogaya tha crazy main
Prabhavit hui zindagi kaafi meri Jay Z se
Mila mujhe saathi
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