Lyrics:
(Cheeze)
(Yo Mannie)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
One thing I never needed was a ho (no)
And another thing, I never told on not a soul (no)
Fuck
(Yeah)
Ti rubo le chiavi e giro in Benz (skrrr)
In questo gioco mai un Happy End (Prrr)
Get rich or dice trying 50 Cent (Fifty)
Rap skills bello, dieci e
in my hood, I am not gon' bitch
Bitch said she wanna get some love, I gave her 50 cents
And I put my bitch on the yacht, if it pay the rent
I'm tryna
Ski
Put my niggas on with me, it get hard being the boss
Let my niggas hold 50, if they ever take a loss
It ain't been no hoe in me, I ain't adding
and we got
A pot to piss in, uh
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I got bitches and they say I'm narcissistic
'Cause' I am, ho
(Oh yeah) fifty grand, ho (Oh yeah)
In my
Gira la ruota, una trottola
Vedo la tua testa che rotola
Faccio step by step, tu rimani in back
Come la mia tuta la mia vita è black
Ho un piano di fuga
co-sign, I don't need no help
It's just me, so I grind by myself
Wanna play crazy, you just play with ya self
I ain't got time right now, with the last ho
a show (show)
Billion dollars a video, ten bucks a ho!
Billion dollars a dozen, the Circle niggas know (yeah)
One dollar per president, fifty cents
want to brag and say "already had 'em
He ain't shit cause he rap for Mr. Mathers (girl)
Plus 50 Cent's like ten times badder (girl)
D-12 shouldn't of had
they can't fuck with me
Ran up the score, check the board, dawg
We up fifty (We up fifty)
All that ho shit you pulled? Stuck with me
Made a hundred by
50 cents that I got fought off many Men
So stop tripping stop tripping wont Spinn again
I ain't worried bout u shawty Where Yo friend
Srt to the latest
a quel gate
Chiesi come essere lui mi rispose: "Make it rain"
Vedo sti montati che si credon 50 Cent
Non sei pimp, sei la pimpa, fake come Clark Kent, yao
The Riviera skated, my interior's the shit
Fifteens humping, dropped the top some more
Counting my dough, purchased two fifty of some bomb indo
Floss through
lawn
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggas dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin more than
at the bitch (ay, what's up?)
The Riviera skated, my interior's the shit
Fifteens humping, dropped the top some more
Counting my dough, purchased two fifty
got feet ho
All these motherfuckers playing games but not me no
Hundreds fall hun-hundreds fall, so much you can't see bro
Ain't you fuckin' lucky that
got the drac, I got the sunroof , Ho kno I'm ballin' sum like the sun do,
uh Look what this rappin' done come to
I ain't trippin', your friend, she can
popn a fat ass pimple
speaking of pimple thats what noah is on my ass
a paice of tras,your both hos
id sell u at the corner for 7 cents fast!
innocent
new rap ho, not 50 cent tho
Distracted by the drugas
The most high
From tokyo to beaumont
I know i
Had the light my whole life
Was scared to let that ho shine
Went from pay him no
make a dollar for my cries
I'm tryna make some cents for all for my children
When I had the benz, I had chameleon
When I had no friends, I had a meal
Peter
Aldrig under 100 på mit speedometer
Hos mig er der ikk' noget der hedder rettigheder
Jeg er sheriffen i din by, på stationen er jeg leder
Year
said, I always wanted to be a ho
I always wanted to be a ho
You just had to find the player that was right for you,
Now you met the Ice baby, and your
I've been chilling by myself now, I don't need No help now
And these ho's say they love me when you know that they get passed around
They say that
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