Lyrics:
gripping on this microphone, cause ill be damned if i let this chance pass me by, this everything i am till the very day i die
Somedays this is all to much
day the boy grinding heavy till the paper up like it was embezzled
My niggas keep it a buck fifty
My niggas keep it a buck fifty
My niggas keep it
of me
I'd like to make some cents
Telling fortunes, circus tents
I'd like to make some cents
By writing new commandments
I'd like to make some
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
feel like I've aged 50 years but only 5 went by
I traveled across the universe
Searching for a way just to bring you back
But now all I feel is cursed
I done learned what to do
When that money come through
I ain't fucked up a lump in a minute
Hitting them by the twos
Young nigga got used to it
I
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
years away from when they say
The world's expected to end
And I ain't even begin
That's more ironic than a bum asking
For 50 Cent from "Many Men", one
freaky, deaky in the bedroom
I'm a lady by day, by night I need my legroom
Wanna let my hurr down, get a glass of Chardonnay
I don't mean to drink it fast
with a piece of
Shit like you for another day
This battle is like the
Alpha versus the Omega
Yeah you the start of it all
But I have evolved and became
week, without fail
And put in fifty cents extra for stamps
Hallelujah, you, friends, will receive
Every day next week a different
A different member
week, without fail
And put in fifty cents extra for stamps
Hallelujah, you, friends, will receive
Every day next week a different
A different member
I'll show you what I'm 'bout
[50 Cent]
Nigga now gotta let me break it down for you how it's gon' be
You don't wanna fuck with Snoop cause then
I'll show you what I'm 'bout
[50 Cent]
Nigga now gotta let me break it down for you how it's gon' be
You don't wanna fuck with Snoop cause then
say, "What it do?")
I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo boo
Your homeboy, your block that you're from, boo boo
Lil hoes you went to school
hardy, burbs now im movin in
Acres so big ima need me a landscape
50cent cake i turned to a pancake
Smack down, 50 bands, shit raw
Best producer turnt
got problems, huh? Well, it's the same thing for everybody
And, nigga, I ain't gon' lie
I promise, not a day go by
I ain't on the grind, if I ain't
Of what's inside my head that's like free rent
My brand named cereal should be called
Chock full o regrets
Half a dollar like I'm fifty cents
Please don't
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
about a dolla ya you know I got bucks wit me
Used to window shop up at the mall wit cents 50
But Now I stunt hard have the whole hood fuck wit me
Like
the cops come by, nigga
Hopefully it's not the day somebody dyin', nigga
I don't wanna see another mother cry
I don't wanna see another mother cry
Can we
50 cent get the strap cuz my backwood full of that power
On my way to my first shoot out me and Michigan was in that Pontiac bumping twin towers
Ever
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
'cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me boys
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
Light is shinin' beauty
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