Lyrics:
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
n black on its on!
Wassup? This the kid 50 Cent man
Its going down, ya heard me?
Niggas got me mad, ya talk
Ya niggas got me all fucked up
I'm finna
to the center
To get the vending machines
Where he then he would be seen
Gettin' some mini m&m's and some mints
When he went and he spent 50 cent
That he sent
'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
restless
I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent
Vivica,we can share him like the president
Tabloids,I don't care,it's irrelevant,I'm heaven sent
Now
men, get rich or die like I'm 50 Cent
Remember when life was the simplest, back when I didn't have fifty cent
Sober now, I'm takin' Yoga classes
I
you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I
where?
Say hello to Father Frank
and catch the bus home
Turn on the radio
and wait by the phone
Pictures of grandchildren taped to the wall.
Is it
Making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
and rhymes
Cold crack ya if the rhyme
That ya crime is mine
You're impressed day by day by
The rhyme I say see I write a rap in April
Then you bite it in May
5-1 not 5-0, Im'ma be 52
Bomb drop non-stop spitting on you
Never have so many been screwed by so few
Call to save y'all, so whatcha wanna do?
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
nothin' to me
Your lil disses don't hurt 'cause you is a scum pussy
So roll up a couple blunts, 'cause you can't fuck with me
If you tryna fight then go
stupid
Well ex she a doofus
She acted as if I'm out her Prostituting
No shade prostitution
Build your institution
By any means necessary
Secure your damn
the store and we both get 50 cent cakes
You heard what I said in that new shit I say
If you can't break bread he fake
I had one more buck on my plate
It was
all restless
I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent
Vivica,we can share him like the president
Tabloids,I don't care,it's irrelevant,I'm heaven sent
bird on me
Nothin' to be specific
Ice, ice, ice like I jumped in the Pacific
Money, money, money
Man that shit comin' in digit's
I got 50 cents on me
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 :
haha
the ghetto's trying to kill me
and if you live to see 95 most of ya'll fools can feel me
come take a ride in my 6-4
I'm not Dr. Dre
and I know it's all right if she stay by my side
Tighten my ties, loosen these knots, I will survive
It's how I'm bred. Ill live forever through ink in my
then a 100 percent
Flipping this cash, flipping every single cent
I can turn a nickel into 50 cent
I'ma get rich or die tryin' like 50 Cent
Gosh man, I
the Rover
Then I chased the dream, got the cream
Out the hood by any means
Ya, some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can't lie, I
don't have the land at that time
We don't have economy
So I decided to, you know
To talk on this one, because I can't rap
I'll call it ah open letter
Cent+ and bitch I ain't no +Wanksta+
And I don't get down like that
In the right time, at the right spot
If you try to buck, you gone get shot
Hey
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