Search results for 'doin my own thing by 50 cent' Page #5

Poor Lil Rich [Clean]

50 Cent

Get Rich or Die Tryin' [Clean]

2003

things y'all n- y'all know my style
Ya wrist bling bling, my shit bling blaow
My pinky ring talk it say, "50, I'm sick"
That's why these n- is on my

on my own, I be doin me
I be doin me, honestly, i'm just tryna find my peace
Sippin till I can not think
Puffin till I fall asleep
Im just doin me,

can't get rid of their shit
I'm disgusting too 'cause I'm only working on my own biz
I should probably be part of what everyone is doin'
I'm only hated

game, I tore my ACL
I said that I need a sure thing, she said, "Okay, Miguel"
How many millions did I make this year? Maybe twelve
All I need's

know you're thoroughly
Respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, no driver

You got your own 2001 to ride in
And keep your ass tight up in Versace

Blind

Gucci Mane

Delusions of Grandeur

2019

money, I got power, I'm not 50 Cent (no)
But I can teach you how to rob, I been doin' it (yup)
Bitch it's President's Day, I'm the president ('course)

beat
Call yo friends around, then call the police!
Im ridin' wit my flow, it take up four seats
So I'm gon ghost ride, but with no sheets
One man by

Sometimes I'm down on the ground
When you come around
And my head feels heavy like its fifty pounds
Of a world gone crazy, but you tell me I'm not
I

oath
Fifty-fifty, I split the pardon, they still come ask for more
Just like Ricky, hit me with backshots and left me all on my own

Stood on my ten

50 bricks in the night dawg
I'm doin numbers
Bale and a half cuz, I'm doin numbers
Scale goin HAM dawg, I'm doin numbers
Ice around my neck cause I'm

But the best thing about it how My homie gamble 
Had a bunch of run ins he was Learning legal
When it came to getting ends He go as low youd go
Always

Yeah
Migos

First kicked the door when I was seventeen years old (seventeen, woo)
Seen my first fifty, ballin', eighteen years old (eighteen,

things in life I don't ever wanna miss
2018 led the team in hits I made 50 beats with the same kits
I'm like Larry Fitz, I don't call it quits I still feel

how they raid him[02:17.09]Uh[02:17.53]Need ten million for to sign a deal[02:19.03]Own my masters now that's a overkill[02:20.50]House in the Burbs

Ludacris, ya boy was doin' this
Before Snoop Dogg, I put rabbits in the morgue
Before Dr. Dre, I was out in L.A.
Before 50 Cent, I was sittin' on Enz
When

they see me ride by in this Chevrolet They get confused and say that I'm rude
Every day I be new and improved
And my kids gon' be doin' it too
They like,

cash a check
Until I rip these rhymes
I won’t make a cent
Never drop a dime
Press the full quarter
It was no thing
Break the block
Right off the top
For

[50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot

want to I'm doin every thing that you supposed to do 
Damn that dolla slick as crude persona Ebola they sick of you 
Run and tell you so quick to do must

bad cause I
Know that I can -
I ain't gotta reason to fear
It if it's a man
Forty five in my left hand, and F
- M in my right hand
Three fifty seven in

For Everybody

Juvenile

Juve the Great

2003

back, BAM! Bash in her teeth, AWW
Guarantee you this, that bitch gone see stars!
Respect my gangsta
I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha
I know +50

Had so many nights when I was, so low 
During them times I felt, no hope
 
I'm tryna blow up just like 50 cent 
Get rich or ima die tryna do this s**

(50 cent)
I'm her favorite wrong
Nothin' about us right
(Let's go to baby Kayla's world)
& have a nice night

Common sense would tell you leave me alone

(50 cent)
I'm her favorite wrong
Nothin' about us right
(lets go to baby Kayla's world)
& have a nice night

Common sense would tell you leave me alone