Lyrics:
50 Cent]
[50 Cent]
Yeah Buck.. lets take it down south so they know whats going down there
(tenisfield) Tennessee,
Haha..
Get'em Buck!
[G-Unit
the wall like every week
Famous city by the sea
The streets was cold I felt the breeze
I rose from out the ruins
Broke the mold and they neglected me
Hitting
to the neck no cap (no cap)
Now that I’m up in this game, issa wrap (issa wrap)
Bounce for me now, lemme see you make it clap (make it clap)
On my 50 Cent shit
in holy water and take lighting showers
Use Posiedons wife blouses as a towel and by now ya
Wondering just how the fuck I do just what I do...
50
I'm so distant
Keep it real or keep away from me
I'm not with that acting shit
Get rich or die trying in the streets
I'm feeling like Fifty Cent
Stay
All this shit I rap in this studio
I live this shit no Cap
Yea I gotta degree but I be in these streets selling gas by the pound and I Rap
Fuck
have to start way back at the very beginning
It's the only way we can make any sense of the ending
So, let's take a pause here
Alright
When your mother
tuberculosis, folks."
People hurried by, gray shadows on a distant wall.
It was getting late and no money to score.
He turned into a side street and the lake
ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm sitting in my cell
And I'm
Street, they scrubbed it off the wall like every week
Famous city by the sea, the streets was cold I felt the breeze
I rose from out the ruins, broke
dope
You fin' to lose when dope
Fiends cut ya fuckin throat
You see my shit is legit, so it's on
Cut a fifty cent slab
And tell that bitch to get gone
the 50 cent cocoa
Ice, ice, me baby
Cause the Black Sheep Dres be up on the scene
Let the top down, turn up the sound
Got my hands in the air
Cause my
Doc-Trizzy, Shady-Twizzie slash Aftermath
50 Cent, G-Unit, here we go, free Yayo
Motherfuck a Benzino, they don't know we finna blow
Someone better tell 'em
to the streets (let's get it)
Grew my dreads back, label me a menace
She want Xanax, gotta swallow penis
You ain't no bag yet, you ain't got no fifties
can tell that she a eater
Yea she for the streets don't keep her
Me and bro you know we teamed her
In the back I'm with Karina
Finna do a three way with
(50 Cent) G-Unit! Ha Ha! 50 Cent Hook: If some shots may happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me I be aight Niggaz could waiste ammo firin
I'm down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street, lookin for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just
50 Cent ain't gonna kill ya nigga, don't get doubted
Got your gun, well don't leave home without it
The Memphis niggas is rowdy rowdy
Them
ya up, 50 Cent'll split ya up
I lay you down, the coroners'll come and get ya up
See 50 play for keeps, and 50 stay wit' heat
I can't go commercial,
money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
You see me sittin' on dubs, that's why you mad chump
Don't make me hit ya up, 50 Cent'll split ya up
I
get your shit back
Either I'm ahead of my time or y'all niggaz behind
Shit I'm gettin' hotter and hotter, when I rhyme
50 Cent, Southside niggaz
flint
Yeah I smoke and stay gone but I know where I been
And 50 cent song got me dodging many men
The d on my hate is David in the lions den
Plus I knew
[50 Cent]
Yeah nigga! Ha ha
Let's go nigga, this is what it is
Tupac cut his head bald
Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (You PUSSY Nigga!)
Tupac wear
over-respected, my mama gated community's overprotective
So futuristic, I'm already over my next bitch
Reminiscin' on listenin' to 50 fifty times a day
Back when
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