Lyrics:
a fuck
Boy, you fuck around we 'gon hit yo ass up
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
give a fuck
Boy, you fuck around, we gon' hit yo ass up
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with
G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat)
(50 Cent-between Banks)
G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x)
(Tony Yayo)
Listen boy, Tony be the real McCoy
When hoes
bigger
50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?
Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?
And for real, you know
nah'mean? I forget it
When real rude boys pop up
They don't want credit
If niggas know you did it then
Police know you did it
Whenever drama come a real
the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's real
We the realest nigga
50 Cent
Fifty dat glizzy
Real Rude
Fatty on dat baddie
Real Rude
When ya see something fire
See something tight
Dat shit
Just real rude (real rude)
Yea
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 a fuck
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
tell, I can tell
Hear mi nuh
Ya never had a rude boy love before (I can tell)
Ya act way too insecure (I can tell)
Ya never had a real one (Real one)
Hold
Yeah mo by, nou pa ka watch
Sa ki fèt, fèt rude boy pa ka snap
Nou pa ka talk, nou full ké akt
Rude boy pa ka snitch anlè whatsapp
Sa nou ka viv real
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
[Intro: Young Buck]
Yeah niggaz, G-Unit in this motherfucker (it's the Unit)
Aiyyo 50, aiyyo this nigga barely breathin nigga!
[50 Cent -
either you're a boy or a girl they predetermine your sex
Before you were even born they plan your murder and death
To make sure you never make it to your
[Intro - 50 Cent talking]
Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo
[Chorus 1 - 50 Cent, imitating Timbaland]
Timbaland sounds so good, but I might
ah ah on da real
They damage fa' flip and turn ah
Face be on a bandana fa'
Niggas scattered like sand
'Cause I got sluggs up in my hand
Fifty
daughter out the ghetto.
Where im from its the jungle, it's real boy no geppetto.
I kept the metal like heavy rock.
Made it bubble like chicken pox.
City
the fuck you spill lean on a BB Simon?
A real dope boy don't do consignments
Ten times out of ten, I'm bound to rob 'em
They say "Pap act like he
Got
hand (no fifty cents in my hand)
I don't fuck with cowards, I'm a real man (I'm a real man)
If I die, just take me to the kin', Tamela Mann (Tamela
ah ah on da real
They damage fa' flip and turn ah
Face be on a bandana fa'
Niggas scattered like sand
'Cause I got sluggs up in my hand
Fifty
a real trapper you don't understand that
While you was trap rapping I had to wrap in saran wrap
Making 2 cents turn into a dollar this big facts
I ain't
Woo
(Statik Selektah) yeah you know
Real rude boy ting a gwan
Fly
I'm a rude boy, and I ain't gon' change
Have whole heap of gyal and I want
The Pen, Or Sleepin' Up Under The Dirt
Boo Yow! Is The Sound Of The 40 Cal.
Ak's Bananna Clips Hold A 100 Rounds
Test Me, Rude Boy Don't Want None
Got
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