Lyrics:
change up the topic
Cuz I aint 50 Cent This aint no 21 Questions
I don’t give a damn or understand what you talking
I Told you I aint 50 I ain't lookin for
got them bitches on me
Ay
Bad lil hoes
On me
(On me)
In the club
(In the club)
I got them bitches on me
Ay
Bad lil hoes
On me
(On me)
In the club
(In
waiting to blow
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to "The 50 Cent Show" (woo)
This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you can't sleep,
waiting to blow
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to "The 50 Cent Show" (woo)
This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you can't sleep,
niggas for dead
I count all my blessings in 50s no Cents
Ya ain't gone fail when you give hundred percent
From a city where we Stay By Plan
See me rolling
thangs
I slang weed, cocaine and hero ayn
50 Cent that's my name
Nigga I bring the pain you thought
Shit stay the same nigga shit gon' change
Put a bullet
Doc-Trizzy, Shady-Twizzie slash Aftermath
50 Cent, G-Unit, here we go, free Yayo
Motherfuck a Benzino, they don't know we finna blow
Someone better tell 'em
a group home, ghetto like a pay phone
Jake The Snake I'm low in the hood from em
[Hook]
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Yeah I got a knife for a tough nigga, 9
Nigga, I got these hoes iced up enough
While my lil' BG's on the bus puttin' out cigarette butts
But me, personally, playboy, I don't give a fuck
to diss and we got fifty poles
Thirty in this clip but when i shoot i put in fifty holes
Sweet shit, why these young niggas playing with Lil Bluu like she
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but two hours of pushin' broom
Buys
baby
Uh, come on y'all
It's still y'all same old dawg
Surviving Sickle Cell like bullets to the jaw
Fifty Cent power, for this shit I should get paid by
9 time out of 10 I'm probably fucking with some hoes
At the strip club playing "eeny meeny miny moe"
Walk in side the booty club, I'm picking any
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
hoes man these hunnies think the 50 cent
I ain't tryna judge but they've all been through too many men
No way that you top these flows
That's your girl
on Samantha
I just found out one of
My old hoes got cancer
I just scammed a bitch online
And she got cancer
Took a Mexican bitch out to eat
She wanted anchovies
good
[Hook - Chamillionaire (Rasaq)]
I got hoes, I got so many hoes (I'ma playa - I-I'ma playa)
Callin' on my phone, nah they won't leave me alone (I
Count racks by the 50’s you with me or not?
Got no time for no iffy’s sticky situations
Cuz I been in the lab
I’m a dog in the basement
Sack tap for
give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em
(Give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em)
50 Cent got that shit that made them “girls go wild,
I'm thinkin like why bother
Use to get 50 cents and buy pops In the hood
I was livin like I was unbothered
Do you know how it feel wake up in
they holy
Out here counting up how much you bitches owe me
He know I'm that bitch all these other hoes is phonies
I'm not 50 cent but have my money by
Never switched on my dogs
Never snitched on my bros
And I always put
The money for the hoes
But there's things I done
That nobody knows
I been good
ridin' on 10s fuckin' on twinny twins
Thought she was a dime, caught her 50 cents fuckin' many men
I'll shoot it up in less than 60 seconds I'm the minute
fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes, ah but
Two hours of pushing broom buys a eight by twelve four bit room
I'm a man
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