Lyrics:
envy
You say you got money nigga really
I bring them racks in by the plenty
You broke as fuck don't got a penny
Don't need yo two cents
You wasn't
with the chrome back rings
Like a newborn baby, man that bitch clean
But the motor fucked up and the transmission
And it's knockin down the street
grew up in the hood (hood)
So please don't judge me by my ways
Hands down, look, if I see a opp, it's a man down (baow)
Hold on (hold on), wait (wait)
Artillery, nuttin' was censored
Locking off raves, man are running through entrance
Got Gs in the ends too
My Gs, we offend too
You ain't buying no arsenal
Q: How much can you bench press?
A: The most was 405 but
I started looking like
The security lol i had to slim down
Q: What was your favourite TV
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
And after we worked up a sweat and got loose
We bought a Hero and a fifty cent juice
Word yo
Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day?
Yo, let's Ice
how you
Nothing but some shit, how
You in there ’til they
Going down and flushing, you fucking nothing
How is you doing this with me
Man? How is you
Had to use the rent for the pack
Had to flip a cent to a stack
Had to do my dance like jack
Had to take a chance while it lasts
Man I had to get this
you knock 'em down
I'll stand you up
I'll stand you up
If you knock 'em down
If you knock 'em down
I'll stand you up
The Iron Man
I'll stand you up
now?
He'd been sick, it's bad!
Censored Swear Ah, sorry rory, I love you
But sometimes you make me weak
Why did you have to spew?
Oh man, I miss
trust a man, You down for fifty cents
Boy you is not cool, Still rock your neighborhood shoes
Regine's in a tie, Please don't waste my time
It's my time
22 twenties i gave em half a cutie
Real sticky gooey fruity face a L n u woozie
Playing all falls down my favorite song by lil boosie
Another day
shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piiisssssss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get
Can
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' cents
I used to share my room with the roaches and the rats
My lil' cousin Paul and my uncle, Po'
somethin' man, your ass is grown
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
(Kids, sing, kids, sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it
rise and burst
Who y'all fih sing and perform chorus!
Each and everyday man sit down pon bench
Hustle and Tremble and they gave up on the End
Anything
you will ever see me in the crowd
Gonna be another man down
Gonna be another motherfucker playing in the position of another enemy and
End of eating out
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
treat with ice dassa buss down carti
I need me a record deal
Cah flow come way too cold like frosty
Man say dat I’m tapped in the head
Cah I love
Lawry, you can tell, by the way I dress
I walk around, you see the strut, girl you look impressed
If you smile, I'll lay it down, you gone look a mess
Built my pyramid then built my ladder to success
Y'all many men 50 Cent
Either get rich or die trying
Steady hands
Never sweat under the spotlight
Make
driver
And he lay down and thought about the whole night
And he looked up at the photo that he bought at a junk shop
It was only fifty cents but he
Cent
Had to weigh down on the drank, me and Deno just dropped the scent
Had to cut off my lil' Wop , cause she was doin' sneaky shit
My new bitch don't
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