Lyrics:
just lost it
I told ya im a balla and i told ya dont mess with this soldier
So everybody just step step left right left
[Outro - 50 Cent]
Yea! 2005
need they dividends
But shareholders only be getting like 50 cents
I'm a CEO, so I'm the one that's giving cents
While I'm in the office counting money,
and go get some Benji's
God did, God did, I'm a witness (woo)
I just sent fifty bottles to bitches (woo)
Know the gang in the VIP by the pendant
Still
that bennigans
Timmy 21 to my competition
I’m a stomp em
In some timberlines
As a youngin listened to 50 cent
Get rich or die trying
Story telling
[Tony Yayo]
New Shit
Tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon
[HOOK: 50 Cent]
Bump Dat
Niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it
(I'm on the highway I'm rolling with 60)
(I'm on the highway I'm rolling with)
(Ha let's get it)
(Rrr roseeee)
I'm in the alley I'm rolling with 60
on 'em)
It's fifty-two cards in the deck, I played the ones they gave me
Fifty-three, I'm fifth thirds, I played the bank so crazy
Fifty-four nights
the shroomies
Right by the hospital didn't go to it
Shut the fuck man, I know what i'm doin
Nah
You ain't in my shoes
Aint paying my dues
Just cuz you say it, it
the store and we both get 50 cent cakes
You heard what I said in that new shit I say
If you can't break bread he fake
I had one more buck on my plate
It was
Yo, the Ferarri man and the O
History in the making right here
We had to it 50+O, I'ma keep it five hunnid
They say I done changed when I got
unless he want one in the tooth
I pop many tags, remember when we popped up out that mini van
They all wishing death on me but bitch I am not 50 cent
Many
Peeping is thorough
And I cruise the streets in a red Montero
Pick up my crew and then we chop-chop make it
To the Quik Mart and get the blunts, cool
Laces
I'm 'posed to live in the hood my whole damn life
And get married on the Ave. with my damn wife
(N.O.R.E. & Ja Rule)
I'm gon' live my life, and she
appropriate
See me on a hump, I like weed with the coke in it
From Wichita down to Queens, fella controllin' it
Holdin' it, get what I'm supposed to get
chat
But I don't think it's gonna stop
Still going going by the name "Ziploc"
5 blows going everywhere still 'gon pop
I just pay in a hope that I don't
mama, your uncle, your cousin?
I’m showing love cuz it’s really just nothing
Was up in the club, bottle of bub’
I’m fifty cent, man I’m all the above
I
Jeder move überlegt Ich mach Alles excellent
Die Songs so fire kann sein dass Dein Telephon verbrennt
Get rich or die tryin sagte sogar 50cent
Ich
shit
Told em when we drop it gone be hot grits
You should of been a pro the way ya work ya wrist
Get rich or die tryin like 50 cent
I came a long way
But
just aim through it
But don't confuse it
This game is all I ever needed, everything else just fuckin' useless
I put my two cents in
Believe my true
[50 Cent]
Disrespectful
Anything, I let you breathe
Now you're dead
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
There's no room without casualties
End up in a wake
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 time you get your food (ah?)
It's been through like fifty hands (ahahaha)
I stay with the yayo like 50's man (like 50's man)
I wanna get my reload in
in through the porch screen
Door and into the kitchen. "Oh gawd, it's absolutely maudlin outside." "Ach, I
Know what you mean, I feel all icky!"
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