Lyrics:
the parks
A lot of shit I say go over heads that's why I'm on your top
Like
Came from 50 cent like Cain and drew a cake a piece
Imma pinch you if you lacking
I'm so distant
Keep it real or keep away from me
I'm not with that acting shit
Get rich or die trying in the streets
I'm feeling like Fifty Cent
Stay
that shit turned to a habit now
Fuck all that 50 shit
Record 50 songs call that 50 hits
Don't make dirty money but filthy rich
My girl a whole snack
nigga I dead it
Who said it they don’t want it
With niggas who set the game
Fuck that I don’t even need a chain
I get bitches off the game, or the swagger
Broke snitches and bitches
Try'nna do wrong to get riches
Fuck with ghetto princes
Using money as incentive
Greed holding them captive
You wonder
to Err
Slidin' down the block by myself
I forgot the team
Swerves
Many men tryna take me out
I feel like 50 Cent
Playin' numbers, they always tryna fuck
bustin' out my window (good pussy)
Feel like 50 Cent (why?), 'cause I got many men, ho (okay)
I be fresh as fuck, expensive linens with no lint
like fifty cents
No I can not vent
To non of these girls cause these bitches love to gossip
She gone tell it to a nigga now that nigga wanna talk shit
again
Fuck that
Bounce back
I'm comin' in again
I'm killin' shit
Makin' hits
Order 66
So this is it
Time is up
I'm killin' many men
No 50 cent
But I'm
bands
Fuck money, I'mma put pineapples over you niggas
'Cause you niggas ham
Niggas and bitches playin' me, okay we over that (they know we over
they sitting in
Slide down to your crib
Then kill yo bitch and say I'm innocent
Wanted dead by many men
Feeling like I'm 50 cent
Back in time like minute
stomach like enzymes
Make a bad bitch touch it no busta rhymes
I'm balling in public with hang time
I ain't 50 cent but I got five dimes
The money be
might pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop out with like a hundred some bitches
(Hundred some bitches)
Just might pop, pop, pop, pop
Pop out with a honey bun in fifties
where's the evidence?
You got below average intelligence and poor penmanship
You need to shut the fuck up cause your breath stink
Take fifty cents
if it's beef break me of a piece
I eat that beat that i'm back on the streets
I got a whole lot of bitches to see
And i don't fuck any dub niggas
take
It's gettin hard to trust now
Tryna live life to the fullest no regrets so baby I don't give a fuck now
Fuck yo 2cents and bitch I don't need your
I had 50 cents
Onna bag of chips
Had to spend the shit
I'm legit
I get money quick
We buy everything
Everybody want a couple cents when I'm coming in
Young Rookiee in the building like a immigrant
Them killas in my unit keep it G like 50 Cent
Lil mama got a body
And some decent lips
She brought
How many loonies gon' fuck this whore
Crazy or bored
I don't know
What's the difference
Getting so floored
I was taught by the British
Overage cuz we
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
around the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent (Singing)]
(Now everythings changed) I'm rich
blue coupe
Big rocks in the stone boy you know what we do
Remember them days when we ain't had no food
50 cent cake for just me and my crew
My mother
pack metal like braces
Not for the fingers, bitches fighting over my paper
Y'all need to chill, sit the fuck down and fix ya makeup
Ghost is ya host,
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