Lyrics:
making since now I need it to make some cents
I need like 50
Double that and make a dollar
Move the app like Benihanas
Fresh done tapped into his bag
This
The reason why I'm by your house
You threw your briefcase all on the couch
I plan on creeping through your
Damn door and blowing out
Every piece of your brain
way that's why I perform this way"
"the rap game is 24hrs but you don't shut down like vegas and new york city"
"you never been to the filmore"
"my
end the pestilence. Why?
I like the death
I like the misery
I like this world!
The Final Frontier
These are the voy-voy-voyages of the Starship
overcooked rice
I'm nice, you're the reason why the game went soft
Bland niggas, I come through and season your broth
Like Mr. Dash, I blast, I'm a menace
Uh, yeah, uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, magic, uh
Now I stay fly all the time as the days go by
And I sit back and wonder why all these niggas wanna stop my
loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide
MJG know the plan so the shit is on
by the time 5-0 come we'll be through and gone
got
and I'm Mike
And Sam
Y'all gonna have a hard time gettin' shit off the fan
I miss the days when I was trying to get off them grams
PH8's basement tryin'
Intro: (50 Cent)
(Two street kids now men, its sad it had to end this way, But before i go into that...lets start from the begining....)
Intro: (50
karats nigga
(Yeah)
Step your game up
That's why your chain ain't up niggaaa
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where
Don't ask me but she nasty
Tell mummy that we Liggy
I'm a rapper I can talk get silly
I can say what I want like 50
Per cent of these niggars
They never
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
King of the Road
(Roger Miller)
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to left fifty cents
No phone, no poolm no pets
I ain't got
i got hit by a bus
Wasting your time with no luck
You hating me is a must
Always on some bull shit
You wine like a bi-i-i-i
Gon talk shit? make it
distant you know how that B
Why you driving so slow send shots to your V
I'm really that nigga bitch I'm pushing P
Yes I'm well connected I could get you Ps
shit
Red beam on his face like a nigga got a zit
All you one-top chef niggas comin' by a zip
Cryin' over me, this bitch better get a grip
Down over this
you ain't got shit
Why the fuck they still talking if they see you lit
Remember buying OZs bitch I can buy a brick
Ion smell like shit but bitch lil 30
the mizzy"
I go by Lor Gwuapo, I carry a mitty
And you niggas talk to the P's for sum kitty
I been said them Niggas ain't fucking wit' me
Can't none of them do
the ching ching
You can't save a cent
Hoes stalking on a nigga
Trying take the dick
Wanna have house
With like 3 or 4 bitches
Raised in the project
I'm a die
really hurts my brain
Like you never got chinged like it weren't by J
Drop that bitch, I'm done with these hoes
Mash one work, I'm done with these clothes
Shawty tried me so I killed 'em on, off? G.P.
Mom I'm sorry I cant let you bury
Don't worry just come carry
And some letters plus some phone time momma
es tu chica, entonces ¿por qué vino aquí? (Vino aquí)
¿Será la calle que responde y siempre sabe qué decir?
Forreo como el fucking 50 Cent
Llega Trueno
lady with a big ol' bust
When she hit 50 cent up, its a big ol' fuss
She sips real fast on her coke & rum
She just wanna get drunk and shake around
Go
yo' league, I smell like Creed, walk by and smell money
Fly them bales in right to your doorstep, that's mail money
Young bull did his first hit
Ri tsah ri fagné fiyou
Vingua ya ho cartel yé
Niss roulé à 243 ma gueule
Ou mayiz bé
Niss para inspi
Éee wakati ni fagnawo mapé
P.I.T.O dé comme
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