Lyrics:
that money man (yeah)
Let's get that money man
Let's get that money man (yeah)
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit!
50 Cent uhh, Greg Street, ATL to Dallas
You heard me?
who ain't put in no work and say marry me
Free him out the pen, got many years behind you a married man
Like 50, lost my Cents, I done talked to many
the gang, bitch
I roll with the minions like Gru
If we caught you lacking
Would you even know what to do?
You flexin' them reps but you
Can't even afford real
A party
Full of honest black scholars
Who want to see their people prosper
Who are not about the dollar
‘Cause they sharing 50 cent
Who are out here
feature rate fees increased
Man, you got to be kidding me
I'm about to go on a killing spree
Tired of negative energy
Ride with The Trinity
Praying for all
happen with the records
Y'all waisting time
I can't even waste a second
Ron E Hot as Hell
But the flow was sent from heaven medical
You won't catch me
big it came with a moat
For niggas jumping the fence I hope you niggas can float
And I just hope that I'm forgiven for carin' 'bout how they livin'
it came with a boat
I just bought me a crib so big it came with a moat
For niggas jumpin' the fence I hope you niggas can float
And I just hope that
get some help for that
Over there like "Who he think he is?"
I thought you'd never ask
I rep the brand, see the logo in the photos
"How's he so high up
to Kansas
You said you ate it, but you're doing me damage!
Now it's off to sell a fifty foot spandage
Because I'm stressed off by your lady bandit
You look
been doing... One way to know it...
Come see me...
Dapping up my bros who good with the crew
And They know me... and They know me... and They know me...
up on that block
Cause they play with me
I feel like 50 cent
I got many mans up in this car
They gon' shoot at you and have your ass rolled up in
Aiyo, I know these niggas don't like me
But I don't like none of ya'll niggas, you know what I'm sayin
50 cent, 9-9, motherfuckin doo wop
Volume
where you get shot for who you stand by
So watch who you're close to
Keep it strictly business, gotta notice who all knows you
Since o-two I had a gold
it
[00:45.888] Let's do it
[00:46.848] Do it
[00:47.069] Let's do it
[00:48.089] Baby that's the way I like it
[00:50.351] That's the way you like it
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
Gotta see a couple people
I ain't got
the Pumas (worn)
Hop off the porch, when I come back, you know we in them Porsches
911, Feds watchin', but we don't do the pork, bitch, huh
Who you lovin'?
nothin, she just knows
By the way I look at her to take off all her clothes
Up and down
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks + (50 Cent)]
Whenever I'm not around, and you
with the bars given
Make a movie out the sentences
Raise the stakes if you wanna stay sizzling
They gon’ give me mine by the
Time this tape finished with
in it
In fifty-something years, I won't be here
There'll be a kid with some headphones covering his ears
Walking 'round a hallway, dreaming of ideas
to Kansas
You said you ate it, but you're doing me damage!
Now it's off to sell a fifty foot spandage
Because I'm stressed off by your lady bandit
You look
Bullet proof like I'm fifty cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your head
You better not play with me nigga
Write a song, drop a hit, go do a show like
sugarcoat, everything I really meant
So don't come to me looking for a dollar and a cent
Welcome to my mind i promise you'll be left paranoid
Shaking all
true to nature
Now who's the crew to lace ya? Timeless
The Truth will amaze ya
Euphemisms be like euthanasia we
Through with the flavors
I read your
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