Lyrics:
And called him Jim
You have already met her. She is Della
Della finished her crying and cleaned the marks of it from her face
She stood by the window
niggas heard of you
St. Louis niggas is rowdy rowdy
Cleveland niggas is bout it bout it
50 Cent ain't gonna kill ya nigga, don't get doubted
Got
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
Cent's vest
From G-Unit, all I need is three unit's
Can't see me
But I'm the illest cat you seen do this
I be movin’ with disciples
And you a pre-Judas
kill it
Loose pussy on my dick, should I kill it? never! yes
[michel'le]
See back in the day when we used to play
You wanted to be with me [that's
and fuck a
Check up with my niggas your mans fell off
Now he claimin' he a killer?
Boy, you broke, nigga, you a joke
Free my nigga Big P, rest in peace
Colli park
Who
Mike Jones
Who
Mike Jones
Smurf
You did the fool with this one baby
I got hurricane chris (say girl, say girl)
And right now
you're to nosey
All your question after question man its all bullshit
And I ain't going to fuel your fire towards it cha
Who I sleep with in between my
thousand for a murder
I got fifty thousand for a murderer
I got twenty bodies on this burner
Hangin' with a bitch, you never heard of her
I got fifty
), and we
Played Chinese handball at a park called [Name]
And he who lost was forced to play the wall
And then got hit in the butt with the ball
working
Like Jordan keep my Armstrong
And my money long
Cause I rep God he always with me
My skin copper like a penny
Ima keep it 100
Never 50
Cause
Importance of being Earnest
I save money then invest it, you're broke son
Like givin' head to 50 cent, you blow funds
Something
Makes me feel fine
Evidently,
Shots to his chest Fifty Cent like its Many Men
Yeah, Fifty Cent like it's many men
I been getting to the bag I won't stop now
Just like Kyle Lowry you
gets buck quick
When he fuck with, and Thoro Headz stuck
Bet you can't budge with the rough niggas
See, it's fifty niggas with me
Is hundred head raw
Not
bread you'd prolly be a damn doctor instead
There's X type of rappers
The fourth I respect the most
The one who puts the hustle in and doesn't only rep
still feel pain
Hit him 'cause he gave you strength
Now you in a daze
Yo homie- is in his grave, cause you-
Y'all know who killed him
Filled him with them
climb the charts
All my real niggas follow
I don't fuck with pussy niggas
Fuck with real bloods, real
Crips, who you foolin', nigga?
Jay Rock, jack
getting stoned
I'm set in stone a trend setter
You can catch me with the tribe
Rolling with the brightside
Down the boulevard
Whole team full of hard
Wise
(yeah)
Yeah, don't make me hit you with that bow
Help, I've fallen, I can't get up
I live in dark, get rich or die tryin'
Like 50 Cent, minute man
ignorant just like 50 Cent with his post
Niggas posting all online
So when you slide you under arrest
That nigga corny he a bitch
That nigga telling on his
cents is free
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
'Cause we need a little
[50 Cent]
Yeah nigga! Ha ha
Let's go nigga, this is what it is
Tupac cut his head bald
Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (You PUSSY Nigga!)
Tupac wear
in sauce
Link up fool, gunplay peek-a-boo, guess who tagging you?
Bring showers through, grab ya bathing suit
We-we-wet 'em all, cannonball, swipe
Lil Jon with the beat (jeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
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