Lyrics:
drippin blue homeboy lookin like he ballin
Got the tints at 5 percent he came in bumpin 50 cent
I cant wait to hit this lick, make him think of many men
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
die 'bout my bitch
50 Cent, either die or get rich
Fuck the stress, I got money to get
Kung-fu, I got demons to kick
Introvert, I take a sip and get
a simp I will die bout my bitch, 50 cent either die or get rich,
fuck the stress I got money to get,
kung foo I got demons too kick, introvert I take
homey got shit locked
Public Enemy #1, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch
All black G-Units, all black Impala
I'm a schitzo, three-wheelin the six-fo'
50 Cent
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
there were birds and lakes and rocks and trees and rivers. The forest was also inhabited by a small group of people called the lizards. The lizards were
history of hip-hop
From way way back
(His martha gupa's?) Hip-Hop Father
Charlie Ahern Wild Style
And 50 Cent's Fifty and More
I used to read this to my
need to tell her-
Guess what, guess what i got the and I want
Say it, say it again
Give it, give me my 75 cents and I'll show
You how I go brrow, he haw,
with no dad
Feastin' studio is all I had
I'ma get rich or die tryin
For 50 cent, I'll sling the iron
In middle school, I was still a neck pack
You try
always right There
Around the corner was on her 50 cent shit I was on my Nas shit
We use to argue bout who we thought was Better
Overtime that same Block
end hated on by many men
And I need a G for a unit like I'm 50 Cent
Double up for the rent make it triple cop the bent
Nigga talking about he play wit
wake up
All that i think is, Me in The Lambo
Me in the mansion, I've done gumbling
By 10 i was smuggling, 3 in the morning
Life at the boarder,
Not 50cent but
We got star power
This a g unit
Keep stick wit some fire power
Dont make me use it
Never ever been scared of the smoke
Im an abuser
Im
all or the kid will die trying
Piece of mind, got 50 cents worth that's 25 that prying
In my life, check back when you do business with ya thoughts
uh[00:48.76]Texting a nigga like three in the morning[00:50.40]Fasho when we in the low uh[00:52.51]Ducking the cops on the block[00:53.63]If I see them patrolling I
to represent My fitted New York like 50 cent You got 50 cent, 125 bucks for a half 50 for a whole gram Tinkerbell rockin' the speedboat I got what you need bro,
niggaz are hard plus we all crazy
Wishing I can be a peaceful man and, hoping that the Lord save me
Fuck a nigga named 50 Cent, you nothing but change
and lakes and rocks and trees and rivers.
the forest was also inhabited by a small group of people
called the lizards. the lizards were a simple people
Sharon seeville
All over people
Sharon seeville's getting her axle replaced
City pavers don't come around here anymore
She says she's got 50 cent got
California where us youngstas slang that cocaine
and we be hoppin it up and choppin it up and rockin it up
to tens twenties fifties and hundreds
to
Anything to show you how beautiful you are
Wish I could hold you at night and
Every morning say hello to you
But you don't know it yet
Maybe I'll approach
can
He got a shopping cart full of mad cans
He said he on his way to go cash in
In a good mood, I gave his ass a fifty
Not money, bitch, I gave him a 50
a limb, with my pockets real heavy
Give you 50 pounds, see how fast you can sell it
Meet me at Harold's Chicken on 87
Parked in the drop on the side by
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