Lyrics:
crazy winter
'Cause so cold in the D, it is as days begin to tick away
But ain't this what really made me into the angry bitter blonde
But ain't we
And after all was said and done
She might not like what I'd become
So listen to your love
If you let it, it will tell you
You got to try again, again
one's the dime
But it's not worth the least
No, that would be the nickel
Yeah the five cent piece
So the dime is worth ten
The nickel is five
Next up is
my boy! free Bobby) you know that Shmigo all the way (free Rowdy) Shmigo! (Shmigo Gang)
You know what it is
Free the Shmigo gang, them my posse yeah
gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have fifty cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on, see how time fly?
Hate it
And get hit up you, you ain't got what it
Takes to fuckin' get up
Holla niggas names on records
That shit is played out
But holla mine in your next line
Man 3: It is a valuable balm.
Mandy: A balm, what are you giving him a balm for? It might
bite him.
Wise Man 3: What?
Mandy:
pounds
I ain't from a softy town
Niggas'll break your bones, crack your faith
Call the doctor, let him put it back in place
Ha ha ha, 50 Cent yeah what
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
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
pick up what I’m putting down?
Sometimes something’s really what it is when you view it wow
You could fill a coffer with the sense that I be puttin down
like Ness
The BX where they started rap
But 2 Raw For The Streets
Is what started Smack and who started that?
Philly nigga
Ask Gilly nigga it's all
the name
Assed out in the bleachers stay shittin on the game
I suppose what you're spittin is flames, cowards
Know your crew was vaginal, I could smell
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
I'm infatuated wit the game I can't I love it
From
[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
her again
Damn, he gon' give it to you
No, I need 75 cents out of you i got you
Ooh, lemme see that, bro i want it outta her
What you need to do, is you
nigga, I break fast
And scramble and breakfast
All I'm missin’ is the cheese and
The salmon and baked mash
These niggas say they singin’ and rappin’
It's
them up in a pot
Its Big and some pac n you mix em up and you got, juggernaughts of this rap shit, like it or not
(50 Cent verse)
I got a gambling
They lookin' me up, they see I'm legit
And this is my job, I work in this biz'
I know what they want, I'm delivering this
As cold as it is
I put my two
just lost it
I told ya im a balla and i told ya dont mess with this soldier
So everybody just step step left right left
[Outro - 50 Cent]
Yea! 2005
made
Was one step farther from everything that I
Love and to what? A
World of dysfunction, disrespect
And distrust come to think of it
It is sort of like
Get-Get-Get-Get-Get down, Get-Get-Get-Get-Get down
When its on you better, Get Down
I pull out you better, Get Down
[Verse-50 Cent]
You know it takes 7 days and 6
history of hip-hop
From way way back
(His martha gupa's?) Hip-Hop Father
Charlie Ahern Wild Style
And 50 Cent's Fifty and More
I used to read this to my
here
Ayo
This game is all I ever wanted from
The second I heard that 50 album, I kinda felt like this shit is what got me hooked
Illmatic, Mathers
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