Lyrics:
smacked silly, you get smacked silly
Fucking with these niggaz from the, what you gon' do
When you ready? Shit I was born ready
And I was already on fish
smacked silly, you get smacked silly
Fucking with these niggaz from the, what you gon' do
When you ready? Shit I was born ready
And I was already on fish
by the Swiss
Worn by the rich, with that shit you can sniff
Got not time to play 'round, it's way too much in my mix
I'm talking dollars and cents
got Benjamin's
Toxic niggas for the win
I'm not liked by many man
Feeling like I'm 50 cent
Member having 50 cents
Hundreds made off flipping it
Enough
I'm gonna... I'm gonna find you.
[50 cent]
It's the first of the month
Hahahaha
It's the first of the motherfuckin' month nigga
OOOHHH!
It's a fuckin'
pittsburgh down
Its Wiz Khalifa man
You cant tell by now
Pittsburgh Imma swell my town
That steel city damn
Roll rubber you don't know who you dealin' with
Oh
fathers be basing
What a fiend to do to get a hit, it's truly amazing
Man, some will suck a dog's dick, my halls smell like piss
The grass don't grow,
born to survive
Tonight it doesn't matter where you
Are, from different contries
Everybody tonight are F fREEDOM! point
I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause
Yo, yo at the end of the road
Home sick than being sick of home
I'd rather have a short to help me
Then do it on my own
Check me out I'd rather beat
My
I’ve been sippin
On some Bombay
Cuz life gives me lemons
Pink lemonade
And the pink's for the women
That be thinking that I’m 50 cent
Cuz we be Effen
Ooh
young niggas about to spend
They know I throw loco when it's about my Benjamin
Feelin' just like 50 Cent, hated by so many men
Woke up like a bank
the Rover
Then I chased the dream, got the cream
Out the hood by any means
Ya, some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can't lie, I
It's that easy
I had to run it up on these broke niggas
50 bands worth of dope, nigga
It's that easy
Had to run it up on these broke niggas
50
Two dope I was born form two fiends
Greenberry hustlers all about their cream
La Puente teens living triple beam dreams
Fly kicked the rock but
that's why you smell me from a distance
Could always do hello, but no goodbyes, that's why she miss me
Always on the road, I'm on a roll, it's back
your Race
Am born for the music
And am doing it my way
All by grace but I know is my call
Girl am born for this
Tell those motherfucker that am Born for
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
body empty all your fluids
Know this ain't no race I'm glad that I'm losing
You a window shopper ain't got 50 cent to do laundry
He keep a drum on his
dollars, it don't make cents/sense
Words to live by, took it out of context
They say your past is your present and your present is your cash
So I look
it's time to start the mission for which you were born
You've acquired a rep, now you're labelled a villain
But I don't really care, Shan'll always be
in my shoes or afford to pay my dues
Wit your cartoon crews, you niggaz destined to lose!
I rock Eminem and 50 Cent crowds
And spend most of my
in my shoes or afford to pay my dues
Wit your cartoon crews, you niggaz destined to lose!
I rock Eminem and 50 Cent crowds
And spend most of my
to pay my dues
Wit your cartoon crews, you niggaz destined to lose!
I rock Eminem and 50 Cent crowds
And spend most of my weekends cruising above clouds
London/
Down in the c/
I ain't new to this/
I'm proving it/
Now I'm on your girl do me list/
If I pursue it then/
I'll be stirring up her uterus/
Bet
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