Lyrics:
grew up on 50 cent
I knew I was getting rich
Get rich or die trying
You bitches don’t stop lieing
That chicken just keep frying
I talk a lot of fly
Oh, Oh, Oh gGGG G-Unit
Yeah it's 50 Cent
And Lloyd Banks and Tony Yayo
Nigga (ha, ha) you got to love it
New York City
I've been doing my own thing
a hit
Came home did a hit again
Didnt make the news
But that shit hit citizen
I swear to god I been feelin like 50 cent
Loved by many but hated by many
[50 Cent]
Yeah nigga! Ha ha
Let's go nigga, this is what it is
Tupac cut his head bald
Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (You PUSSY Nigga!)
Tupac wear
the bitches
Neck, it cost a 50, neck, it cost a 50
Niggas just start, we finish it, niggas just start, we finish it
Got some niggas outside waiting on payout
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car
But bitch who the fuck you think you are, by
about it (I don't want to talk about it)
I fuck the baddest bitches,
I don't wanna talk about it (I don't want to talk about it)
I'm still flippin
though
Nada Mean
That's why the bitches love Tony, Ha Ha
Alright now, Sha let's get to some hard shit!
[Beat Changes]
[50 Cent]
If I make it to heaven
If 50 Cent wasn't making TV shows
These niggas wouldn't know how to be gangster
Free all of my niggas who locked in them chains
And free all of my
this is
It's 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit
Aw nigga don't trip
I come through your hood, stunting in my yellow Lam'
Murcielago, top down, nigga damn
I'm
[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
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
Doc-Trizzy, Shady-Twizzie slash Aftermath
50 Cent, G-Unit, here we go, free Yayo
Motherfuck a Benzino, they don't know we finna blow
Someone better tell 'em
Riding round Chi-Town I’m with my crew
Plotting on them fifty cent juices and fruity chews (uh)
Riding round Southside I’m with my crew
Chasing
, the bitches
Now a queen's a queen and a stunt is a stunt
You can tell who's who by the things they want
Most chicks want minks
Diamonds, a Benz
Spend up all
flip like pages
Y'all bitches flip like pages
Y'all bitches flip like pages
Some of these fuck niggaz flip like pages
I don't give a fuck about your Top
and all that money spent
A nigga owe you every cent
My niggas hustle hard just to pay the rent
My niggas busting just to pay the rent
Cause bitches
[50 Cent]
Now play my Tony Yayo shit
Yeah, 50 Cent
G-Unit
Remix
Tony Yayo
We gonna do it again
[Hook: repeat 2X]
Back seat of the Caddy truck
feeling me.
Bitches be acting finicky, this money change they attitude.
Now I tease a thirsty bitch, then fuck her friends she call me rude.
Sorry boo, I'm
now
Niggas stylin put like fifty in the streets
I want em right now
Ay redeye we jump out them bitches sink yo headshot
Bed stuy we brought bout like
(yeah), don't call me Kim, ho (the fuck?)
Got good pussy, have him bustin' out my window (good pussy)
Feel like 50 Cent (why?), 'cause I got many men, ho
these bad bitches diggin' it (let's go)
Ridin' with a .50, she gon' fuck all this Givenchy, uh (fuck all that)
Lambo' truck with my shooters with some
the building (Amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say when
And I say church (Preach)
We make it light up like a church (Preach)
She wanna fuck
bitches in the buildin' (woo, amen)
A couple real niggas in the buildin' (amen)
I'm finna kill niggas in the buildin' (amen)
I tell the waiter fifty
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