Lyrics:
Haaaaaa
(SYN shit n****)
Yeaaaa
(93Meexhie)
The underdog N****
(Fuck yo producer my beat is by Meexhie)
YeeeeaHH
The Money, The Ice, The Shine,
boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)
I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
tá longe de ser esgoto
Máximo respeito
Aos OG da zona sul
Mas aí
Os playbunda...
Aquelas coisa que Cê sabe né...
Ouvindo 50 cent
Não é ouro
wants to be ridin' around in that car
Two in the front and the back got the plasma
This ain't a free ride you gotta have the gas ma
I wouldn't buy
to be back bro
Yeah this album is called 50 Derajat Celsius
50 Celcius Degree
This album is brought to you by
The one and only, G double E
Haha haha
Hah?
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
as a light tan
With plastic faces and rubber hands
Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim
How dare you call the Gods in vain
Not
as a light tan
With plastic faces and rubber hands
Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim
How dare you call the Gods in vain
Not
with his head
Bullets kick his back, if he try to duck & run off on his mans
Check me out nigga, I did 25k off like three albums by myself nigga
They
and a nickel
Cause her and that nonsense (nine cents) back again
You scared of lil ole me but it's just me my paper and pen (Oo Oo Oo)
They say that legend
Earlier she told me she didn’t miss me
Album of the century they can’t lie
How is TSA gone tell R. Kelly he can’t fly
I tell all my hoes to stand back
[Yukmouth]
Lord I sacrifice my life
Just to bring my mama back to life
Just to bring my father back to life
Just to bring my potnas back to life
My father
Take a step back, I ain't makin no sense
Y'all actin weird, I walk in it get tense
Drop a hundred albums, y'all gon' want me like some fans
Only want me
a phase
I'm not even doing it for your love
Not even for the praise
They really try to hold me back
Putting my album on delay
Crossing through the critics
flights are tragic
Laughing straight to the bank
50 cent
Tryna make a dollar outta 15 cents
Jet lag but I still can't sleep
Sleep's for the rich
Niggas
Lawry, you can tell, by the way I dress
I walk around, you see the strut, girl you look impressed
If you smile, I'll lay it down, you gone look a mess
I'm holding us up
50 Cent's in Da Club I'm throwing it up
I don't know nothing about your crew boy
When I'm in the club I get real boy so feel boy
I'm
Hill back in ‘98
Do the math, I annihilate
The smell was so foul when I left the scene with around 97 bodies sprayed
96 ways I could've written that line
Yeah Jay-z I'm callin you out, you suck, you hang out wit 50 cent 'cause you're not worth a dollar buck. And for chammillionaire you horrible and even
fifty cents
The ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisies
But I can't die tonight my old lady's pregnant with a baby
Tupac said there's a heaven foe a G
But I
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