Lyrics:
[Pimp C]
Hold up (Hold Up), we jammin'
I can't let nobody hold me down-these ho's could never hold me (never hold me)
Cause I'm comin' down,
to forget
Russian nigga on de club was fuckin
Like a 50 cent
I ain’t black
But I have black soul
Niggas in de Paris
Give respect yo
All bitches are the same
on chili just like sriracha is
If she got a gag, gotta give me that cents like 50, not talkin' bout maracas
I can't go bendin' to Casino, gotta stop chick
your rent
If it wasn't for they mommas, niggas be livin' in a tent
I can fuck her off my name, I ain't gotta pay a cent
Tell me what I look like, paying
[Pimp C]
Hold up (Hold Up), we jammin'
I can't let nobody hold me down-these ho's could never hold me (never hold me)
Cause I'm comin' down,
tutti solo manchi te[02:40.39]Be be (Be be)[02:41.91]Nessuna ho trovato simile[02:43.75]Outta control come 50 cent[02:45.74]Ora manco ti sento coi mess
Monumento ai caduti
Per te l'ora dei saluti
Work hard mica money dance
Sei un coglione mica 50 cent
Da quando sono scivolato la prima volta
Ho detto un giorno
up, and up
Feel like I'm 50 cent ,so many niggas want me dead
But them niggas can't do shit, promise to God I'll kill you dead
On, some smoke
già 50 cent
Ho capito tardi il valor della fam
Ho perso il mio tempo dietro dei se
Ho perso me stesso mi cerco mi trovo ye
Lungo il sentiero mi scordo
[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing
I'm still burning duct tape.)
Bitch!
Nigga, this rap shit slow?
I'll be back selling blow
Posted right there by the store
Selling narcotics for
shit if his gear ain't tight
I mack a ho and sip on hen all night
You go respect me bitch for the title I hold
My pinky ring,50 g's pink diamonds ya know
Told the ho to come and put it on a real nicca if she ain't gon' make it, clap then she
can go and leave with it 50's stuffed between Versace jeans
embezzlement stones
Get a loan from the stocks because of my pops
Fifty bills in the pocks, Wu-Gambino got props
[Cab Calloway]
But Minnie had a heart as big
the grid alone
I’m always taking what like several ho’s
That’s how it goes in my scenario
That’s how it goes in my scenario
Pull up to scenes they’re
than fifty shades of grey)
Livin' in a house of blues (livin' in a house of blues)
Takin' it day by day (takin' it day by day)
Livin' any way I choose
(woo!)
This life turned out nothing like
I had planned (why not?)
By now I should've had some land
Some money in my hand, 'round about fifty grand
But
the ho route (the ho route)
Now I'm all alone with the pole out (.45)
Circle gotta be close when we roll out (gotta be)
Purple shit that we smoke by
my top so soft
I probably have it off, these niggas so soft
And I go so hard
Bitch I go so hard
Yeah look
I get money ho, fuck what you talkin'
money, I can't hear what y'all say
I just hit a lick and this bitch cause crime pay
I can't give a dime, 20 cents, is y'all cray, I get money all day
Money
I should stick to dro (weed)
Backwoods overload
Don't like to smoke them Swishers, ho (yup)
If you hit my liquor store
It's fifty cents for
un nemico non sei niente per me
Mio frah ha 50 cent e mi da 50 cent
In sto gioco vinco io okei micca vinci te
Fai pure gratta e vinci e dimmi quante
don't know ho? (You don't know ho)
We got liquor by the boatload (That Henny)
Disrespect the Lyfe that's a no-no (That's a no-no)
All my niggas dressed
cambiato i toni
Fifty packs sotto il letto,
Pezzi dentro il cemento
50cent nell'orecchio,
GranTurismo in mezzo al centro
Ti chiamo quattro r*****i,
Se provi
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