Lyrics:
a motherfuckin' gangster
I got fifty racks right now (right now, right now)
A couple killers in the back right left
New Double R, grippin' my banger
Countin' up
you walk with a shotgun
I got new for you, your days are numbered, son
Why don't you get yourself a job?
When your kid grows up, do you want him to rob?
and make ya lose ya sense
I remember when I didn't have 50 cents na
I'm tryna make a dollar out of 15 cents I'm going hard with
This shit roll up and drop
to other earthly men who desire them as well
They utter lying divinations telling Christians are called for dollars and cents
They stress the importance
at the end of our drive
For fifty cents, they'll fill you up
He's seven and she's five
And in the fall there's Football Fridays
We pack the kids and we
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Ayy, don't you know I got ki's by
and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up
Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get
and Dame
Niggas don’t know I stay flexin’ on ya dame
And that bitch gave me the ass
She gave me the brain
Until 50 cent run up and take your chain
He ain’t
for real
This that TI versus Lil Flip
This that 50 Cent versus Ja Rule
This ain’t checkers more like chess in the park
I’m just waiting on you to make
If you work five days you get paid for three
Two days goes to the Governments pockets for free
Volume up
You heard this
Good business is fifty fifty
know you don't get how the bars really compound
So I'll ease up a little on the double entendres and the puns
This shit is so complex, look like fifty
pattern impediments
Serve a sermon of serpents
Always get better hands
Buck fifty, give a fuck 'bout two cents
Didn't get to grow and shed out a set
and the boys still litty (Yeah yeah)
Chain like fifty (Woah)
Diamond they dance they jiggy
It’s a pandemic (Pandemic)
Says WHO
You might have the virus you ain’t
All black Benz, kush in the wind
Bumping old Khaled shit, 'All I Do is Win'
Switch to 50 cent, turn on Many Men like Lil Kim
Every time 50 say 'Many
they gon hear it
I don't hear shit when these niggas be talkin I swear I hear more from the niggas that's quiet
I came from nothing I had 50 cent I was
they are, they're coming!
This is the police
Give yourself up
We will not harm you
The years was rollin' by . . .
Listen to that mess, would
it half in two
Thirty-five cents a day for drivin' steel
Sweat, sweat boy, sweat, you owe me two more swings
I was born for driven steel
Well John
D's ain't paid me shit
I'd make up a story, just to get her off my back
Uh oh I got a beep I think my boys are out of crack
Everything was smooth,
Where am I gettin the money? mickey d's ain't paid me shit
I'd make up a story, just to get her off my back
Uh oh I got a beep I think my boys are out
Step right up, hurry hurry, before the show begins, my friend.
Stand in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend.
It'll only cost you fifty
to the streets of Rome
Too Damn Hype led by Jeff and the Prince
You're spending dollars and cents
We're spending pounds and pence
And yens and rubels and marks,
I corpse these kids
Of course you pissed
You petty fuckers better get out my way
Divorce the bitch
In court we sit
No 50/50, need a 100 okay
Got too
nah, you don't want that
Nah, you don't want that, nah, nah
Hold up, hold up, run that shit by me again
Bitch, I am a force, so you can call me 50 Cent
and a half
About £50 for a gram
You get £40 for 8 'cause you took a blast
About £50 for a gram
You get £40 for 8 'cause you took a blast
Oh shit oi big up
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