Lyrics:
send me nine shots to 50 cent me
Get laid to rest by niggas that love to misrepresent me
Cuz content in my writtens ain't talking about no Bentley
This
into the crowd
I wanna see who the fuck gettin' loud
Who the fuck runnin' off at their mouth?
I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
Word bond,
the fuck runnin' off at their mouth?
I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
Word bond, bitches talkin' bout pourin out Cristal
And Dom P they better stick
history of hip-hop
From way way back
(His martha gupa's?) Hip-Hop Father
Charlie Ahern Wild Style
And 50 Cent's Fifty and More
I used to read this to my
(Mary)
M-J, 50 Cent, G-Unit
This is simple
I feel you understand
Another man
Can't quite
Love you girl (yeah a little louder) like I can
Your
tryna press up on me
Niggas talk but don't got cheese hop out the whip two shots for the G's
Me jay n O, we was inna car tryna keep it low
But we was high
fifty cents
The ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisies
But I can't die tonight my old lady's pregnant with a baby
Tupac said there's a heaven foe a G
But I
Can't take no hand out not by no niggas
I count G-Unit not 50 Cent
Nigga broke as shit
Could pay your rent
I'm balling hard
Gray Iverson
Braids up in
Popped It cnd I Smashed
Pleading G.O.D To Gimme c Chance
To Use My Gift cnd Get The Bands
We The Ones Who Was Serving Fiends Like 50 Cent
cin't No Pot
cash tryna speed up srt
Demon riding on a fast lane anarchy
Code code code code clear
내년 이맘때엔 우린 여권을 쓸거야
런던 푸에르토리코 또 그 어디가 됐건지간에
부숴 지난 한 해를
이제 진짜
this shit
I might need a couple tools if we go thru with dis
Copped a few g's just for u baby so do the rest
Yungin with no heart I keep ah pistol by my
state's forty cents
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
through by servin y'all
And only cause my man heard of y'all
Other than that, shit, y'all won't get served at all
[Tony Yayo]
I went from oodles
50 Cent:
I don't know what u heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms u can't see
That I'm a motherfucking
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
(Say this my year)
The man right chere (The man right chere)
Imma just upgrade everything
Call me... up to par, Upshaw
Fuck the law, it's a G-Code
Ion
that zaza what I'm smoking on this ainn no 10 a g
Go presidential just like Benji did play like an instrument
No 50 cent posted with many men she taste
down
You gettin' like a hundred worth for real, man
Eh yo, thug niggas know the code, lock and load
Hit 'em in the head, watch a nigga brain explode
short but still motherfuck the DA
We play by the rules as they try and crack the code
Combination lock to the kilos that I hold
Leopard print
(Say something crazy)
(Wait what?)
Dirty dancing by myself riding solo
Fuck your Instagram I do not want no photos
Keep my dubs on the low low
Cold
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
the dead dog I stuffed with G's
Tell the cops that he died from fleas
That shit was well planned, but I know when it happens
When the shit hits
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