Lyrics:
better know
y'all niggas better fear us nigga
Word to my mother nigga
Fuck y'all niggas want to do
1 2 4 nigga G-Unit
50 Cent
Tony Yayo
Lloyd
50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this
Everyday is bugged, niggas'll come to a club
To try to show you they a thug, instead of showing some love
That i had by showing
The world i didn’t care about
Being like other people
I could never go back – 50 Cent
The 50th Law is based on the following
(50 Cent-talking over beat)
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha wha
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
saying?
R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P
I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga
Don't take this shit 'cause we
and swallow
Another one of them little X pills in front of me
And tell me 50 Cent was everything you wanna be, come on
I know you don't want it with me
little X pills in front of me
And tell me 50 Cent was everything you wanna be, come on
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
Tray pound's in
[Intro: LL Cool J (50 Cent)]
Queens!!!! (G-G-G-G-G-G Mix! G-G-G-G-G Remix! It's the Unit!!!)
T-T-T-T Todd Smith!! LL!!
[Chorus: LL Cool J (50 Cent
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
Trey pound's
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in
fives
Ready? Go
5, 10, 15, 20
25, 30, 35, 40
45, 50, 55, 60
65, 70, 75, 80
85, 90, 95
100, ready or not, here I come
Apple, peaches, pumpkin
Som' for the hood, ya know, yeah
Nuttin' crazy, little som' som'
Yeah, 50 Cent, G-Unit Radio
I sit and twist the lye just to get high
Niggas is
and let'em go in the wind
Bullets fly by cha cha blow in the wind
One afta' another and another
How they come slippin' out the clips
See 'em flip and hm
Whats 50 cent
Whats 50 cent
Whats 50 cent
Whats 50 cent
Whats 50 cent I never had me no many man
Scoob aint just talking I hop out the mini van
Used
and let'em go in the wind
Bullets fly by cha cha blow in the wind
One afta' another and another
How they come slippin' out the clips
See 'em flip and hm
do,
I could be a good connect for you, okay, okay (50 Cent!)
Look bitch, he can't treat you the way I do,
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
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
Curtis, I got fifty cent on me
Fresh than a bitch with a blick on me, I told her
Come spit on it, sit on it
She know I ain't got no big homie
I got it
I got this game on lock yo jogging up the block for a 50 cent taco
Knock yo ass out the box so quick
You better check yo bitches purse I think she got
No cent to my name like 50
Been keeping busy tryna stack a billi
Niggas talk a lot they ain't fucking with me
New York City, my city litty
If I can
come across never took loss cause she leaving better
Winners win momma told me to get the dividends, and I did
Many men hating on me feel like 50 Cent
was cool until 50 Cent came back into the picture
They better not put they hands on Jeffrey
Okay, first of all, they don't know that I am a 12 degree
was cool until 50 Cent came back into the picture
They better not put they hands on Jeffrey
Okay, first of all, they don't know that I am a 12 degree
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