Lyrics:
get it wrong, I stay's in the zone
Plus my piece got yellow stones, like I stayed on the Stone
I spit that hood shit, that wood shit
Hershelwood for
'em thinking with his dick
Fold his ass up like a pretzel Auntie Annies shit
Get it in fasho get it get it in fasho
I got that power like I'm 50 ain't
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
I said it, rub on ya titties
Brick City gritty committee
Pity the fool that act shitty, in the midst of the calm, the witty
[Method Man]
Yo yo get
one but i don't know why
50 Cents to my name
I'm still laughing to the bank like ha ha ha ha
Light up and blow that smoke in the sky
I just lit another
of the calm, the witty
Yo shut the fuck up!
Luck said shut the fuck up!
Bitches in the back, like crack get it cut up
I speak on behalf of them broads you
children a lesson
So then I'll flip, the letters around
In the word mentor-ship
So that you suckas can get
This message once I flex this word and convert it
Gettin' fed through his arm in a hospital will slim him up
Get it through yo head, 50 Cent don't care
I cock triggers, light the block up, iller than
'm in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
clit)
[Lil' Kim + (50 Cent)]
Now put your face in it
I know you sprung off in your tongue, I know you tastin it
(Sex ain't a race) But I have a thug
[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
'm tryna touch a mil
Said I'm forreal
Grinding til the morning
So it's fuck how you feel
I feel like 50 Cent
Many men
Choppa heat him up right out that mini
Yeah
She wanna spit on it, lick on it
Uh, yeah
She wanna get up and sit on it
She know I ain't got no big homie
I'm Curtis, I got fifty cent
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
Chinatown Plug he is the shit
He hit my flip he talm bout it's my bitch
Put some work in Florida I am no Seminole
50 turned double I'm a smooth criminal
They
make it here I can never lose
Don't get caught slippin, better tie your shoes
Humble nigga had no silver spoon
Still that nigga when I'm in the room
No
spin again
King of the Jungle, I hang in the lion's den
Shots to his chest Fifty Cent like its Many Men
Yeah, Fifty Cent like it's many men
I been
ain't feeling 'em
Walking in my big blue chucks
Cause I'm killing 'em
Hey what up 'cause, it's 50 cent
What's happening nigga?
Ever since the moment I
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
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
a knot... but I'm down to 9 cents and 9 senses tingling since 9,6 when I was 9...
So it's colorful in my head like 6ix 9ine...
Getting and giving colorful
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
gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have fifty cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on, see how time fly?
Hate it
If it aint bout some money you gone have to leave a message
You Don’t Understand? Lemme change up the topic
Cuz I aint 50 Cent This aint no 21
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