Lyrics:
It ain’t no way to join the gang
It ain’t no way to dis my name
It ain’t no way to stop a nigga hustle bitch I go insane
It ain’t no way
Yeah,
Vegas high
All up in the Wynn fuckin' bitches by the window like
She ain't gettin' tired
Ridin' on my dick all night
I'm hot now, I could never flop
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
the game ain't the same
You might die young
By barely using your brain
Domesticated niggas
Only know one job
They listen to 50 Cent
And think they know how
on chili just like sriracha is
If she got a gag, gotta give me that cents like 50, not talkin' bout maracas
I can't go bendin' to Casino, gotta stop chick
yours
Four-four, and fifty-four draw
As my pilot, steers my Leer
Yes my dear shit's official, only the Feds I fear
Here's a tissue, stop your blood
If these niggas be outside trust they gettin' hit
Keep it 100 with u pop your ass for 50 cent
I'm tryna shake up on da game remember 50 cent
All
and real phony
Hong Kong dollar, Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence
You lot, what?
Don't stop, give it all you got
You lot, what?
Don't
and real phony
Hong Kong dollar, Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence
You lot, what?
Don't stop, give it all you got
You lot, what?
Don't
the excuse of 'National Security'
By the lying shits who were interested only in saving their political skins.
It didn't matter a fuck to them how many died
always lying
Why these young niggas in the ground always dying
Fuck it imma get rich or Imma die trying
Don't wanna see my momma doin anymore crying
getting rich
I still get it gone by the zip
Call it black magic like a trick
It's just me and glo in the trap wit it I'm like ace he be money mitch
And If
sicker than yours
Four-four, and fifty-four draw
As my pilot, steers my Leer
Yes my dear shit's official, only the Feds I fear
Here's a tissue, stop your
shit that's gone set up my pension
Don't really stress I just call my assistant
Wanted ten K but I'll pull out like fifty cent
When I'm rich I be doing
checks that are clear, there ain't no way to void it (clear)
My jeans are by fit but this drip right from Fortune (yeah)
And no nigga, I fear, I ain't go
just trynna fit in with crowd
I just wanna flip another house
I ain't got no time to fuck around
Baby if we ain't
On the same page
Than by my side you
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
John Mayer
Fuck a long saber like i ain't
Luke Skywalker I'm Darth Vader
Armed with Vegas' claw blade may god
Save em -like Bart's neighbors
Stop hating
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
missed me, plus them goochie frames, foul, that's six fifty
Stop back at suite, them leaf defense slid through my man garden
Yelled out 'pardon', kept it
Adidas suit flier than shell toes
Maneuver in the coupe, the roof by my elbows
Niggas wanna be me, bitches wanna date me
Young black and rich so the whole
protection
It's fifty cent all your fucking life learn a lesson
I'm small but deadly, break a nigga down
I know you heard my name cause nigga I get around
still getting mine
Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Muthafuckas never stop my shine
Yeah, they see me, but they still watching
I
men, get rich or die like I'm 50 Cent
Remember when life was the simplest, back when I didn't have fifty cent
Sober now, I'm takin' Yoga classes
I'm
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