Lyrics:
lika gatherin
So dont be playn with me
Uan got no sense (cents)
Uan tough you jus playn fifty
Nigga im the one
Fuck a two
Understand nigga
Gon
a different habitat
Just to cut my grass the landscaper
Make a half a stack
I'm the truth and you a lie, commit suicide
Just dose off in a coffin
And take
suicides on the private jet
You know what that mean, I'm fly to death
I step in def jam building like I'm the shit
Tell em give me 50 million and I'mma
seen niggas do they brothers
Do niggas the slimiest about this mothafuckin bread nigga
Watch your back nigga
Niggas aint shit nigga
Bitch!!!!
Live for
running out of favors
So watch out for niggas who be dissing and then claim us
I ain't have a choice, but I'm speaking now
How they keep us, we feigning for
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
put one inside his contact lens
Stay locked in like chains 4L know I'm standing on bizz
Death wished on me by many men
But I ain't 50 cent feel like
Young Rookiee in the building like a immigrant
Them killas in my unit keep it G like 50 Cent
Lil mama got a body
And some decent lips
She brought
that money man (yeah)
Let's get that money man
Let's get that money man (yeah)
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit!
50 Cent uhh, Greg Street, ATL to Dallas
You heard me?
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
nothin, she just knows
By the way I look at her to take off all her clothes
Up and down
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks + (50 Cent)]
Whenever I'm not around, and you
Lemme start from the top born in the city
Now these niggas acting fifty, think they out to get me
But my niggas wit me I don't need no fucking blicky
"take your clothes off!"
Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed
"take your clothes off!"
Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed
breaking right through the limits
So my convo getting pricey, I'm charging them by the minute
Only worried 'bout moving, forward, never worried 'bout
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
the automatic
Paper towels in the public restrooms
But that's me I guess
So I been low riding while bumping 50
50 times a day &
Spending 50 cents on a bummy drink
sound like
Outta space
[Chorus]
Watch ya mouth boy I say what I say
Montreal rap pioneer paving the way
Eminem, 50 Cent, I've been""Patiently Waitin'""
team
Yours
I lost my pride
Alright
I pray to god
Without having to die
Get on the bus
Fix that tie son
Talking suicide
Mmhmm how fucking rad
Talking
can't say shit
Cos I Didn't fucking mumble it
I'm inspired by greats
You inspired by fakes
You tryna flex like you on it
But you ain't got what it takes
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
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
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
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