Lyrics:
the last to run
While you hit the pavement son I mash you, ugh
If you don't know you better go and ask someone
50 Cent is my symbol and my name
Nigga the work a 9 say its 10
Scribble on the check whit a pen
Right now im wearing Dior but you know I rock louie linen
50cent glass jaw
Shoot his chin
this earth
Played with skirts, always alert
Shirt me if you want to shirt me, I conserve
Energy that's been burnt
Take your turn, I earn, dollar by
as hot as it was so they say we ain't as worth as much
Ringtone rappers actors dancers trappers they just outworking us
50 Cent working way harder baby
(Da-dum, ba-dum, ba-da-do-da)
I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', lookin' for a come up
This is fucking
than fifty shades of grey)
Livin' in a house of blues (livin' in a house of blues)
Takin' it day by day (takin' it day by day)
Livin' any way I choose
Pasadena, Kansas state
Mobb Deep is that truth, liar
College is that fuel fire
Come try me, I show better than tell, Infamous empire
I'm on point like
and many men or 50 Cent
Shit, I am 50 Cent, haha
always right There
Around the corner was on her 50 cent shit I was on my Nas shit
We use to argue bout who we thought was Better
Overtime that same Block
lil' Tommy to the store for the very first time
Told Tommy keep the change, he got back 50 cent a dimes
At the same time Willie Jenkins pedophile wanted
and stop my cash count
I snapped they start disappearing like fifty cents eye brows
How that sound
I'm in a glass house you throwing stones at me
All my shit
sense
I say them for free than paying fifty cents
For every lyric could leave a dent
Making history with every word I won't relent
To all my haters I'll
the parks
A lot of shit I say go over heads that's why I'm on your top
Like
Came from 50 cent like Cain and drew a cake a piece
Imma pinch you if you lacking
a hundred, you a dub (nothin')
Lookin' for me, I'm booked up (where you at?)
50 Cent, I'm in the club (hey)
Diamonds on my earlobe, ice on dyke (huh?)
I'm Rockin My Chain Anywhere
If You Gon' Represent Your Hood, What You Waitin On?
Security Better Back Up, When They Play This Song
And We 'Bout 50
of dishes
I don't fuck with niggas cause these niggas be switching
Run down give his ass nine like 50
Okay
Okay
I like being by myself
I like peace and quiet
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
50 Cent I'm makin hits now
Don't try an act like you ain't heard I'm the shit now
Some bitches changed, cause they know I'm fittin to blow
You should
shirt
Better tell them I ain't playin'
Because it's all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
Ain't a damn thing change
I still keep that thing
50 cent, uh llod banks, uh
Young Buck, uh game Nigga' G-Unit
Haha it's easy man, it's easy man
Ay yo I switch my hustle
No more dice games dillemas
again
and pull another left hand
fifty shots to win
i can't lose its impossible
plus i got a chopper fifty shots about to droppin' you
i be 'bout
Lemme start from the top born in the city
Now these niggas acting fifty, think they out to get me
But my niggas wit me I don't need no fucking blicky
say i got power like 50cent I can't fuck with these niggas
I'm celibate
Ima rockstar this shit
Got me hella lit
All the bitches come thru
We get hella
bodies. We been makin sht pop since 50 cent
Go shawty.
Now we in pent house fuckin up the whole lobby
Hook
Wait, it’s almost your time
Can’t be late (won’t
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