Lyrics:
to represent My fitted New York like 50 cent You got 50 cent, 125 bucks for a half 50 for a whole gram Tinkerbell rockin' the speedboat I got what you need bro,
in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend
It'll only cost you fifty cents to see
What life has done to those like you and me
See the man
in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend
It'll only cost you fifty cents to see
What life has done to those like you and me
See the man
me
It took seven niggas to get a buck fifty
But ya man got his fuckin' face broke
Punched on 'em and put 'em
In like egg yolks
I damn near made that
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
Spinning out my bed
Finish a bottle gotta clear my head
Shed a slab of LSD
You feeling me, now follow me
Villainous shit
Okay, cop a brick
Okay, free
If u make am for this life okwanu by chance+okwanu by chance oo
Make u help the people wey follow u for back +follow u for back ioo
My brother welu ya
Can you snap your fingers? Can you clap your hands?
Follow with my rhythm, and join this swingin’ band.
You can learn to multiply by starting
bird on me
Nothin' to be specific
Ice, ice, ice like I jumped in the Pacific
Money, money, money
Man that shit comin' in digit's
I got 50 cents on me
Making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
of them will quit it
Potential is intelligent
And it's me you wanna rob
Hey, half cent hookers trynna act like snobs
Get a job
You want a damn hood? No,
Calling trump a blessing? ! Is like loving a
Glove in, unable retention! Don't let me fail
To mention
Just grin n' bear it, is my claim
In this
literally
It ain’t over till I say it
50 cent get rich or die trying
Niggas wanna know what I’m buying
Yellow Lambos bitch, I’m lying (No I’m lying)
That was
moments picture my life all up in your frames
I used to cop munchies 50 cent now I'm in the game
Got my killer with me so please no pictures till I leave
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
man was thirsty, I could tell by his look
Cause he looked the way I look
When I look for a juks, bitch
Motherfucker teamwork, work hard nigga
50 cent
gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have fifty cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on, see how time fly?
Hate it
I'ma show you how to do it, check
Yo, I spit that other shit
That's the nice motherfucker shit
Fed time follow me around, deep cover shit nigga
clouding the funds
80 cents up in my bank account
I'm gon make it count
I got 80 cents up in my bank account
I'm gon make it count
I'm running from the 5-0
clouding the funds
80 cents up in my bank account
I'm gon make it count
I got 80 cents up in my bank account
I'm gon make it count
I'm running from the 5-0
a nigga blowed
Had to walk around like I'm 50 Cent
20 chains on me, 50 thousand cash all on me
Momma said I'm a walkin' lick
But I don't give a shit they
help me be sane,
I just wanna follow your lead.
[Verse 3:]
Sayin' "follow my lead, follow, follow my lead."
Cig in my mouth, perscription bottle by me
We just came to party
Why you hatin
This a new jac
You can call me Nino brown
Keep a Keisha
For a kid nap
My baby stay clean by side
Like Selina
on the same page
Don't love no hoe just like Sasuke
Like 50 cent get rich or die trying
Beat niggas up just like myke Tyson
Independent no I ain't never signing
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