Lyrics:
When you stop the programs for after school
And they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic
They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions"
We scream, rock, blows,
hundred cents
It's gold for a reason
It's value's immense
Yet still only half
Of the largest, the Twoonie
This two-toned beauty's
Worth double the loonie
mama, your uncle, your cousin?
I’m showing love cuz it’s really just nothing
Was up in the club, bottle of bub’
I’m fifty cent, man I’m all the above
I’m
cannot get a cent from me
You ain't put in on this road to riches no you trippin' now who got you gassed money
Pedal to medal 'cause I cannot settle for
[L-Burna]
Roll up that hyrdo
And just smoke on
Smoke on
I'll roll this blunt for you (Lah Lah Lah Lay)
Lah Lah Lah Lay
uh huh
And just smoke on
Smoke
turned her round, and then I fucked her gave her 50 cents
Fuck her from the back,all she wanted was some hot chips
Hope you know by now I'm Young reckless
(Mary)
M-J, 50 Cent, G-Unit
This is simple
I feel you understand
Another man
Can't quite
Love you girl (yeah a little louder) like I can
Your
the Slaughter's came up
'Cause they know they hands tied, feet ball and chained up
Niggas be quick to call me the new Fifty Cent
Because of my relationship with
the Slaughter's came up
'Cause they know they hands tied, feet ball and chained up
Niggas be quick to call me the new Fifty Cent
Because of my relationship with
Ludacris, ya boy was doin' this
Before Snoop Dogg, I put rabbits in the morgue
Before Dr. Dre, I was out in L.A.
Before 50 Cent, I was sittin' on Enz
When
I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 Cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on
See how time fly?
Hate
Yeah I just need like 50 plans
Spent my last like 50 cents
I window shopped like 50 cent
That bitch she right
Ray Bandz on my face I got
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
Yeah I'm drunk, I'm
a steady chase this paper
And try to slim the margin
I wrote this shit to 50 cent
Get Rich Or Die trying
Yea yea
Let me smoke
Let me smoke
This shit get
mi'e sutu yu e dok' (dok)
Mi mi e shine yu yu e SKERR
Di mi be hoss' yu be sidong
Now mi e spend yu e eik
Fifty cent weli jean skinny jean tek'
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
but they play in the field
Tabasco ain't gon' let it ride though, let my brother fat folk
I thrill for the kill, smoke me a [unverfied]
Never runnin'
[L-Burna]
Roll up that hyrdo
And just smoke on
Smoke on
I'll roll this blunt for you (Lah Lah Lah Lay)
Lah Lah Lah Lay
uh huh
And just smoke on
Smoke
[L-Burna]
Roll up that hyrdo
And just smoke on
Smoke on
I'll roll this blunt for you (Lay Lay Lay Lay)
Lay Lay Lay Lay
uh huh
And just smoke on
Smoke
that my lil' bitch
Louis front, Louis kicks
Exclusive gang, Louis V sticks
Got shot so many times and lived (Smurk), call him lil' 50 Cent
I ain't
bitch
Any hood you go through they know 50 Cent
(And I don't wanna talk about it, oh)
I'm makin' millions quick and I don't wan' talk about it
Nah,
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
you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I
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