Lyrics:
(50 Cent)
Yo this is 50 cent, yaknawsayin?
I'm here with my man Whoo Kid, you know how I put it down nigga
It's not safe around here as soon
time, I start hittin' 'em hard with punch lines
You cats got to be sick to think 50 can't spit
Better check my batting average, I always make hits
My
(repeat 6x)
(50 Cent)
I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up
(Lloyd Banks)
Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray
See every now
[50 Cent] G Unit!
[50 Cent] A, be
[Scarlett] You can't fuck with me
[50 Cent] see, D
[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets
[50 Cent] E, F
[Scarlett]
(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
'm 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
Why you tryna play the game with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
Can't play the game with only 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
So why you tryna play the game with
cheaper than you
Fifty cents
Forty cents
Thirty cents
Twenty cents
No, you can't
Yes, I can! Yes, I can!
Anything you can say I can say softer
I
to the vultures, Nassau City nigga
Keep it one hundred can't even keep it fifty fifty nigga
Father I pardon I, I apologize
Make ya daughter Five cent Ten Cent Dolla
cheaper than you
Fifty cents
Forty cents
Thirty cents
Twenty cents
No, you can't
Yes, I can! Yes, I can!
Anything you can say I can say softer
I
cheaper than you
Fifty cents
Forty cents
Thirty cents
Twenty cents
No, you can't
Yes, I can! Yes, I can!
Anything you can say I can say softer
I
Fifty cents
[Annie:] Forty cents
[Frank:] Thirty cents
[Annie:] Twenty cents
[Frank:] No you can't
[Annie:] Yes, I can! Yes, I can!
[Frank:] I could
I'm so tired of being all alone
So frustrated waitin by the phone
When I think of everything I miss
Wonder why I carry on like this
I can't hide my
name is 50 Cent
And she said "oh you 50 Cent
You know I love your music
I listen to DJ Clue
I hear your music all the time"
And I'm like yeah, this bitch
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)
[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
reached out to you and told you what I've been through
Hook
50 Cent & Mary J.:
50 Cent:
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homie
shot
You put pressure on me when you compare me to 'Pac
I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot
What little niggaz say to 50 cent don't matter
I
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I
(kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre and 50 Cent trick
They said we couldn't do it, look now, I did it
I topped in
flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough
50 Cent, I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so
I'm on fire (here we go now)
Everybody's in a rush to try
switch my flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough
50 Cent, I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so
I'm on fire (here we go now)
Everybody's in
to 50 cent don't matter
I'll fire shots at the shepherd and watch the sheep scatter
My enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
Teflon
Like a don should
I'm rollin' sticky green
Every nigga with me clean
Strapped the fuck up, know what I mean?
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo
sticky green
Every nigga with me clean
Strap got it tucked know what I mean?
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch,
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