Lyrics:
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
I'm infatuated wit the game I can't I love it
From
thangs
I slang weed, cocaine and hero ayn
50 Cent that's my name
Nigga I bring the pain you thought
Shit stay the same nigga shit gon' change
Put a bullet
Can't take no hand out not by no niggas
I count G-Unit not 50 Cent
Nigga broke as shit
Could pay your rent
I'm balling hard
Gray Iverson
Braids up in
when your homie barely blink
He just done powder only at seventeen
You know the common statistic
Inspired by hoop dreams
Now hire about street schemes
got? Yeh-o, magnificence!!
Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi
Went to the park to check on the game
But they was murdered by the other team
Who went
got? Yeh-o, magnificence!!
Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi
Went to the park to check on the game
But they was murdered by the other team
Who went
got? Yeh-o, magnificence!!
Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi
Went to the park to check on the game
But they was murdered by the other team
Who went
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
say
I'm taking sense
No 50 cents
Ain't a game, you should stop with all the foolery
For good or bad, either way it's opportunity
Give your life
G-Unit, UTP
Hahahaha
G-Unit, UTP, G-Unit, UTP (yeah)
G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent, get 'em, Buck
50 Cent, that's my name, man I ain't fuckin' playin'
And the swallow game major
These cowards ain't gangsta, they tellin you lies by sellin you dreams
And they ain't fill ins, they fiends
Plus they rat, and it's too
into the crowd
I wanna see who the fuck gettin' loud
Who the fuck runnin' off at their mouth?
I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
Word bond,
the fuck runnin' off at their mouth?
I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
Word bond, bitches talkin' bout pourin out Cristal
And Dom P they better stick
the game
But you know so part of a big fucking game
And I'm just realize fame
Hey
Blyat
Palace
Fuckin on your jealous
But you know
I'm feeling clarous
But
say so
My knife peeled your skin off your body like a mango
Still carry my stick wherever I go, the streets like a game
We just tryna score goals, I got
to save it
When you older I explain it
These niggas ain't really wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes
Shots to his chest Fifty Cent like its Many Men
Yeah, Fifty Cent like it's many men
I been getting to the bag I won't stop now
Just like Kyle Lowry you
What a game
My agent called just to tell me the same
And reassure me that we gon be okay
I Dropped a 50 just to drop 40...
Give or take
It sounds better
Ain't no pimpin over here back slap a bitch mane
50 Cent Bulletproof ain't no backing mane
I'm like the hulk big dog shit I'm holding my reign
All you
50 Cent West Coast Interview Clip
The fuck you thought?
I was one of them? Yeah
Imma tell you like 50 told me in 03
I don't know what you done heard
but I can't forget
When i was asking for them dollars it was barely 50 cent
Names on the list
But I ain’t owe you shit
Never did favors
It leads
Yo, Whoo Kid, man yo, drop this
Shit, man i gotta go, man let's
Hurry up, let's go, man oh yeah
50 Cent, uh g-Unit oh
Man i'm feeling myself right
inside playing quarters
And he said, "Don't you know the game Kazaam? It's a better game,
You point your elbow at someone and say somebody else's name
at the rich
Learn the game, punk, buy your dope through a bitch
'Cause I ain't fuckin' with you
Snitch nigga, I ain't fuckin' with you
Have your bitch get
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