Lyrics:
an orphan
Selling diamonds by the light outside
Even junior's got a mobile in the pocket
New neighbors moving in by night
Sharon seeville
All over people
ignorant just like 50 Cent with his post
Niggas posting all online
So when you slide you under arrest
That nigga corny he a bitch
That nigga telling on his
decode how the Gameworks
03, play Counter-Strike talking all that shit
Tupac, Outkast, Emimem, and 50 Cent looping on the playlist
Music didn't find him
y'all shit, I grew too much like a tall ass bitch
Star burn blue, better fall back quick, Fuck if I'm new, better all tap in
Out here broke, better solve
turned her round, and then I fucked her gave her 50 cents
Fuck her from the back,all she wanted was some hot chips
Hope you know by now I'm Young reckless
prosper
Manoeuvre like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks
Been doing this since a young buck
Banging for fifty cent from a victim, while my gun talk
down and Rest In Peace to all my dead partners
I smoke by the pound in like a week, and fuck the Weight Watchers
Got my self a brand new triple-beam,
life is all a trip
Never went to college, at my shows I make a scholarship
P Diddy makin' bands, see fifties in my hands (Mhm)
I remember walking
Just left New York City hooked up wit P. Diddy finna blow past 50
you gon have ta (wipe me down)
We the best im a fool im the hemi man
red light green
shit, don't agree with like my bro said, 'cause fuck you niggas (On God)
See, I done came a long way (Came a long way)
Don't play with me the wrong way
Wake up, thank god for my pay stub
Collect my peso
Only thing on my mental, making instrumentals
40 oz's by the case loads
Got to know I love ganja,
turn fact to fuel
Fifty-two, like action news
Action starts by grabbin' cards
Makin' sure they're all there
Next part sayin' what's up to Grandpa
By
couldn't do shit[00:41.79]Fuck that I'm on new shit[00:43.37]Me and Atlantic gon' take over[00:44.84]But you already knew this[00:46.17]Oh yeah, we goin'
the news shit (Channel 2)
I'm on that come through gangbang, on your crew shit
F-fuck nigga, you lose lips
I don't even think you'll shoot shit (nope)
Talk less, work more
50 bands at the store
Aye yo I like that shit, I’m finna run it
Talk less, work more
50 bands at the store
Now I got cars galore
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
mother fucking Tupac's nigga
DMX ain't the new Tupac, Ja Rule ain't the new Tupac
And I'll be damned if 50 Cent is the new Tupac
Ain't no new Tupac's
helped me out with this rap shit
I bought my own features
Talking big business
You talking about sneakers
My style is hypnotic, opinions are idiotic
Who I
don't supposed to be here watched my closest ones Disappear like magicians
This shit is tricky gotta pay attention
Count up the cost if you really gettin'
shit's becoming way too easy for me
Pop, get the honeys, don't stop till it's Diddy money
You see my niggas balling, just know that they get it from me
I'm
And after we worked up a sweat and got loose
We bought a Hero and a fifty cent juice
Word yo
Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day?
Yo, let's Ice
boy in his stripped-down Model A
He says, "Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check, my oil too, if you don't mind
Put some air in my tires, won't you
Hypnotized by the way that stripper blast
She shoots me deep in a trance
But look in my TRU shit fast or I'm ready to ass
don't you make
try me
All they get is 50 cent franks and papayas
From the village to the telly
Time to kill it on your belly no question
Had more black chicks between
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