Lyrics:
down di rat, but me nah see no jack
Likkle Africa too small, it nuh deh pon di maps so
That's why dem nah tek no chat, well
Fifty cent inna the pocket
rapper tryin' to mimic him
And that's what really rose up out of Michigan,
The sign of white rapper by the name of 50 Cent, ha!
You would never know
anthrax, hit a fat one when we hit for fifty racks
Diamond shine came from Africa
Shine, shine (Africa)
(Young Rich Niggas we some bachelors)
Ooh,
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I'll, I'll be the shooter, I'll, I'll be the shooter
I'll, I'll use the pump, the taurus or the ruger
I'll pop somethin through ya,
Pay my mama rent
Tired but not spent
Work till my back is bent
Count up every cent
Pay my mama rent
Tired but not spent
Work till my back is bent
history of hip-hop
From way way back
(His martha gupa's?) Hip-Hop Father
Charlie Ahern Wild Style
And 50 Cent's Fifty and More
I used to read this to my
beneath the new pa-paya tree
We'll send your papa fifty-cent cigar
'Cause he's a proud pa-paya grand-pa-pa!
Pa-paya mama, pearl of the deep blue
on the drinks
Lil' mama keep skipping and wink, she give me glances
I'ma make a move, on them sexual advances
And by the end of the night, I can garuntee I'ma
resume, I am oh so loco
Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco
[Chorus: x2 50 Cent & Lloyd Banks]
Sticks and stones may break bones
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
plated
Niggas owe me I'm aggravated when you making a payment
I need every cent don't stay wit mama paying full rent
Saying shit like it got spent can get
I had 50 cents
Onna bag of chips
Had to spend the shit
I'm legit
I get money quick
We buy everything
Everybody want a couple cents when I'm coming in
El 50 Cent europeo, nigga, ah-ah
Si no lo veo no lo creo, nigga, ah-ah
El 50 Cent europeo, nigga
22
Di-di-dices que eres duro
Pero son mentira
it will be a good show
I'm like 50 Cent cause everything I do hurts many men
Either me or you,who the hell are you thinking you can do better than me
Niggas owe me I'm aggravated when you making a payment
I need every cent don't stay wit mama paying full rent
Saying shit like it got spent can get yo
family good some days, yeah
Remember havin' 50 cent to my name for lunch
A quarter juice and some hot flames
We was sittin' on the couch watchin' He
don't know what's, faggot-ass motherfuckers
Get money to all my real niggas, man
Obie Trice, D-12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade
Daddy, is Ja Rule
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
woman i'm so innocent
Woman i gat respect for you
Even if all you gat is 50 cent
Woman just pack up yourself and come
And live in my heart and pay no rent
rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch
(Chorus)
(50 Cent)
My buzz is
dmx 50cent Jayz lilbaby daBaby olamide Reminisce 2baba wizzy
Awon orin toh ma'n mu mi
Realize am not limited to Where I am..
Anywhere tan ba pe
Da 9
You
When you stop the programs for after school
And they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic
They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions"
We scream, "rocks, blows,
and stop my cash count
I snapped they start disappearing like fifty cents eye brows
How that sound
I'm in a glass house you throwing stones at me
All my shit
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