Lyrics:
a Bindi (Bow)
And I'm ridin' round in a Bentley (Wow)
And my wrist cost 50 (Thou)
And my bitch cost 50 (Thou)
Can't fuck with these niggas they scary
You
so bad, shawty cream about it
Nigga fuck going to jail, I don't think about it
R.I.P to the dead, know I think about you
I'ma shooter but please do not
useless if yo stack don't have Ulysses S Grant
That's the 50s is you with me let's hit the bank then
Money like music I Benjamin Franklin
I'm out for
lame
He needed a change, so I gave him fifty cent
He looked up at me like I was crazy
I said listen man i rather give you my last
To see you live again
being homies you don't know me
You can't control me that was the old me
Now only fear God, taxes, and the police yeah
So don't you fuck with me
I'm rich
mean like everywhere I be
I hear hoes runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me
[Verse 2]
Yeah I know Curtis, he used to fuck with
You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too
But Nobody Gon' Rock With You
'cause You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You can't Do It Like Me)
{[50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit
50 Cent, nigga (Uh, huh) , Tony Yayo (yeah)
Whoo Kid (Is this what you want?)
Yeah, and you don't stop
I do a one
thru yo head, 50 Cent don't care
I cock triggers light the blockup
Iller than times square
Real shit, you spit it 'cause you seen it
I spit it 'cause I
don't follow the rules
Why should I when Reebok giving niggas they own shoes
And I'm dealing with the same problems 50 Cent got
Yayo in jail and they
don't already know
Or Mom doesn't already know
And yet you stay with her
Baal, take off the tape
But Rand, I love her
She stuck by me while I was serving
a real trapper you don't understand that
While you was trap rapping I had to wrap in saran wrap
Making 2 cents turn into a dollar this big facts
I ain't
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
these niggas that I hang with
I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)
My need I stay stranglin, I don't need your help
If you gon' give me
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
Aiyo, I know these niggas don't like me
But I don't like none of ya'll niggas, you know what I'm sayin
50 cent, 9-9, motherfuckin doo wop
Volume
'm doing, like
Like I don't know, fuck 'em
What's a man without some
Principles to stand by?
A good girl beat a bad bitch by a landslide
They'll never know
that nigga Tela must've hit the loot
'cause he's actin real loonie
And I don't give a fuck cause I'm drunk and I'm a G like Spoonie
The hoodrats want
me hounding me trying to be my only
I'm not your boyfriend I'm your homie.
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
(Yeah) What would fuck me up more
Watching her
on the yay
Your people make a G day, you ain't rich
You just ok
I take the stand under oath and lie
Before I snitch on my clique, I'll fry
Or watch time go by
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Came
don't need the lies bitch
I can do just find bitch
Lost it all __ planty times
I don't need no fuck'n lies
By myself __ I do fine
I can leave this shit
Rubik's
Baby wanna fuck
Told that bitch she gotta slurp me
When I make her horny
I be gone by the morning
Please don't call my phone
My main bitch at home
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