Lyrics:
hangin' out
Fifty deep at his show, pullin' cards
What that song was about?
They say I'm droppin' too much music
You don't like it, you can go in the house
believe me, ask the bitch I just set up on Twitter
Killin' these bustas, then I find out I'm they inspiration
They leavin' dough in the will to me like I'm
Damn, I'm bout to sin again
Feeling like LeBron James
Damn, I'm bout to win again
Feel like 50 cent
Because I'm hated by so Many Men
We used to be cool
come get me
Got plays they come by the fifty
Young nigga, he play with them Simi's
Young nigga, he scraped with the Glitzy
Young nigga, he'll flood your
(intro)
Yo
Bay area
You are now rockin
With big von and 50 cent
Owwwwwwwwwwwwww
Yo
Southside
Roll something smoke somethin nigga uh yea
I fall off
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
the fifth couldn't make it.
The number's even - now I'm leavin'.
We're never gettin' took by a bitch with a weave in.
Her and the troops are right behind me.
that bennigans
Timmy 21 to my competition
I’m a stomp em
In some timberlines
As a youngin listened to 50 cent
Get rich or die trying
Story telling
gettin' rings like Sonic
On the hang glide damn I'm so damn fly
This swag kill a nigga so hard
I just seen his man die
Stand by, I got bitches
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
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
a brick from him
Bitch I'm good in the hood, from the D to Flint
Change was eighty dollars and a cent, told 'em keep the shit
Okay, you tryna get your money
If these niggas be outside trust they gettin' hit
Keep it 100 with u pop your ass for 50 cent
I'm tryna shake up on da game remember 50 cent
All
four 'cause the fifth couldn't make it.
The number's even - now I'm leavin'.
We're never getting' took by a bitch with a weave in.
Her and the troops
niggas[00:47.24]Lately motivated by hate, done cut the head off the snake[00:50.34]Young nigga always stayed on go,[00:53.15]I been runnin round with these
finna teach you somethin
Don't you dare run up on me, cause I keep a gun
You gotta ask my mom about me, bitch, I'm leavin' some
Lil' bitch, what's up with
Same way you make cyanide, same way you make amaretto.
Hip-hop's in the street, now were all busting
50 Cent's on MTV, now it's cool to carry metal
makin' dollars, it ain't makin' cents
All I had was a vision and made a decision. Got tired of sittin', I'm runnin' up digits
It feel good winnin', I'm
clueless but the way I be leavin' em' toothless[00:40.61]I step in the booth or the party, I'm leavin' it roofless[00:43.90]Fuck out my face, the little
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray
If it don't make dollars it don't make cents
So I put every coin in my rhyme (Drip)
Bitch I'm a ball
I'm a wizard bitch John wall
Jump up and breaking
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but two hours of pushin' broom
Buys
Yeah I just need like 50 plans
Spent my last like 50 cents
I window shopped like 50 cent
That bitch she right
Ray Bandz on my face I got
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