Lyrics:
Yeah, uh huh, yeah
50 Cent (Biggie Smalls) is the illest
For sure, for sure, haha
50 Cent (Biggie Smalls) is the illest
50 Cent-50-50-50 Cent
one, yuh, I'm the illest one breathing
Illest one breathing its not just by chance
They doing what I did I stay in advance
Friends start to fall but I'm
Biggie Smalls is the illest (uh)
What? Uh
Biggie-Biggie-Biggie Smalls is the illest
Uh
Biggie Smalls, Biggie-Biggie-Biggie Smalls
Biggie Smalls is the illest (uh)
What? Uh
Biggie-Biggie-Biggie Smalls is the illest
Uh
Biggie Smalls, Biggie-Biggie-Biggie Smalls
Biggie Smalls is the illest (uh)
What? Uh
Biggie-Biggie-Biggie Smalls is the illest
Uh
Biggie Smalls, Biggie-Biggie-Biggie Smalls
Biggie Smalls is the illest (uh)
What? Uh
Biggie-Biggie-Biggie Smalls is the illest
Uh
Biggie Smalls, Biggie-Biggie-Biggie Smalls
(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
places to prevent catchin' the cases
Races in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this
50 Cent, let's see if
try me
All they get is 50 cent franks and papayas
From the village to the telly
Time to kill it on your belly no question
Had more black chicks between
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,
(Chorus- Banks)
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat)
(50 Cent-between Banks)
G-Unit nigga that's what's up
[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]
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't give
Yeah
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
Niggas want to get it crackin', we don't
Counting by quarters
Counting by quarters
Now you start with a quarter, that's 25 cents
Add another quarter, that's 50 cents
Four quarters is
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
Bruder, sag ma' ehrlich, wer will keinen dicken Benz?
Veysel schreibt die Hooks besser als 50 Cent
Bruder, sag ma' ehrlich, wer will keinen dicken
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
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
(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
[Intro - Lil Shade - 50 Cent]
Left left left right left
yo left left left right left
(Liiiillll Shaaadddeee)
left left left right left
yo left
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