Lyrics:
and Raised, born and Raised in the County of Dade.
Yeah it's DJ Khaled, do or die, Big Dog Pitbull,
Terror Squad-ian, a.k.a the Beat Novacaine.
Rest in
New Shit tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon
Bump Dat niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it to 'em where they pump at
12
If it aint bout some money you gone have to leave a message
You Don’t Understand? Lemme change up the topic
Cuz I aint 50 Cent This aint no 21
do,
I could be a good connect for you, okay, okay (50 Cent!)
Look bitch, he can't treat you the way I do,
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
don't need the lies bitch
I can do just find bitch
Lost it all __ planty times
I don't need no fuck'n lies
By myself __ I do fine
I can leave this shit
patiently waiting
I don't make my testimony up
No I do not do faking
If you wanna leave I am not raking
Everybody want cake but it's not easy baking
They was
You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too
But Nobody Gon' Rock With You
'cause You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You can't Do It Like Me)
{[50 Cent
this music
I love my fans (I love my fans)
I don't read the Bible, big books in my pants (big books in my pants)
And I got power, no fifty cents in my
I put it in a verse y'all listen to some bullshit first
We ain't natural born killas, we are a spiritual people
God's chosen few
Think about
eat a thousand and then be Thirsty for 10
Shit out 20 to see 50 and double That to see 100,000
Now thats cream
Was born as a breed of hustlers So it’s
like me
With a shut my mouth made it easy, I'm
A product of North Carolina, nigga
Out of Charlotte by the way of Cleveland
Born in '91 up in Ohio
I
Mamelodi born artist Born artist
Born in Mamelodi chomi mfana wA pitori chomi
But I ain't really got no chomi do it by my lonely with no chomis only doobies
tryna touch a mil
Said I'm forreal
Grinding til the morning
So it's fuck how you feel
I feel like 50 Cent
Many men
Choppa heat him up right out that mini
Yeah
It's Shady, ha ha (woo)
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit (ha ha)
Here we go again
Yeah (what? Huh-huh, ha ha)
Does it make you mad when I
W3 ENT Wanted World Wide
Man we born to win, born to win
Whatever the circumstances, by any means,
We born to win
We would of never made it
I feel like I'm on a run right now
I'ma keep going
You know how it is
(Skrrr)
I got
I got, I got, I got, I got, I got
50 rounds on my waist
I got
I started small time, dope game, pushin on the corner
Twenty cent cook-up, fifty flippers if you want 'em
Full of formaldehyde, my clothes wreakin
white T
Fabo off the beans you can do it like me
The Glock A Town stomp on the beat
I A Town stomp on a key
Real magician turn one to a three
If you ever
Nigga, hahaha (oh)
Yeah (yeah)
Here we go again (it's Shady, haha)
Shady Records mixtape (50 Cent)
The Invasion (G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit)
Part Two
I'm thinkin like why bother
Use to get 50 cents and buy pops In the hood
I was livin like I was unbothered
Do you know how it feel wake up in
a knot... but I'm down to 9 cents and 9 senses tingling since 9,6 when I was 9...
So it's colorful in my head like 6ix 9ine...
Getting and giving colorful
I started small time, dope game, pushin' on the corner
Twenty cent cook up, fifty flippers if you want 'em
Full of formaldehyde, my clothes wreakin'
turn it up, that's really how you work the V
Your stash ain't never dry if you getting your work from me
We do this shit perfectly, we're enough
dog I'm kinda real
(I only rap about what I do
And that 50 Cent's hot)
That's how I feel to be down you must appeal
To the crew, we're rated R
OC, OG
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