Lyrics:
the roof
He landed on Mercer by Versace
Last time they see me I'll
Be shootin' out the Masi
Gucci tearaway suit's, Jesus
Make two bricks out of one
Wipe your
none of this for fun yea
I make it look easy that's for real
Hit the hole like a vet
Runner in the open field
Ninety-nine cent for a whole lot
reachin' for the sky
Never gonna stop, I'ma get by
There's no limit to what I can achieve
Livin' my dreams, I know I'm gon' make it I believe
I used
okay
Take yo Achilles
Blast with the clip to make sure that it's empty
Fuck up yo jaw got you looking like 50
Bounty on me multiply it by 50
Nigga mad
the goat'nem in?
They fucked up, won't let all my bro'dem in (Woof)
And shoutout to Flocka, I gave him one-fifty (Ayy, ayy)
He whippin' that bowl again
Pick you one, Get you some
Curtis Jackson power up
50 cents a honey bun
I got plenty Honey buns
100, 1s
Loose cannon throw a tantrum
Contact nigga
Close
bitch this gas diesel
Bulletproof vest in club feel like 50 cent
Play an Gio tripping out the window with a 50 clip
DJ got some motion on the floor he
jajaja
T-pain
Victor "el nasi", "nesty"
W yandel
En conexión con 50 cent
Y todavía se atreven decir que son los numero uno jajaja
Seguimos
to let, 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Two hours of push broom
Buys a eight by 12 four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
to represent My fitted New York like 50 cent You got 50 cent, 125 bucks for a half 50 for a whole gram Tinkerbell rockin' the speedboat I got what you need bro,
Trailers for sale or rent,
Rooms to let, 50 cents,
No phone, no pool, no pets,
Ain't got no cigarettes, ah but
Two hours of pushing broom
Buys
niggaz are hard plus we all crazy
Wishing I can be a peaceful man and, hoping that the Lord save me
Fuck a nigga named 50 Cent, you nothing but change
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
man was thirsty, I could tell by his look
Cause he looked the way I look
When I look for a juks, bitch
Motherfucker teamwork, work hard nigga
50 cent
(got Louis on me)
Don't act stupid, homie, got a fifty-shot movie on me (brrt)
It's on me (it's on me)
It's on me (yeah, it's on me)
It's on me
cents
So now we count by tens
Are you ready to begin
It goes 10, 20 30, 40, 50, 60, 70 80, 90, a dollar
It goes 10, 20, 30 40, 50, 60, 70, 80 90, 2
got, just like that.
This ain't no joke motherfuckers.
Now I want to send a shout-out to E-Dog, the engineer,
Puttin his two cents in..
"This is
the olders man I tripled dem with one sound
He had cents so dashed that nigga one pound , Niggas blew off so I guess I'm in the wrong now
Now they begging
Making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
at the Weiner Schnitzel, got socked in the jaw
By some sixties, I bombed back, the nigga pulled
Out a strap, said it's 6-0, I ducked, then he missed me
Now I'm
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
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
trust in my Blick
Why
Glock got the switch but it stay by my side
Scarborough raised up until I die
East side baby shoutout to my guys
Get jiggy
They
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