Lyrics:
don't believe you)
Murder (fuck around and leave you)
Murder (I don't believe you)
Murder, murder (your life's on the line)
Y'all niggas don't want
they all fake I'm really past it
You better treat that girl right before she leave you boy quit acting
They talk over the net but when they see me like
"G-Unit"
There's no competition, it's just me
50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on these streets
If David could go against Goliath with a stone
I can go
York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
to prison I’ll say I’m like youngboy and then say that it make no sense
If many men wanna kill me and they try to shoot me I’ll just say that I’m 50 cent
You
to the flo'
Then I wanna, "Ahh ahh," you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know, what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy?
I wanna, li-li-li-lick
My heart so cold I think I'm done with ice (uh, brr)
Said if I leave her, she gon' die
Well, bitch, you done with life (okay)
Better not pull up
think it was madе by 50 Cent
He is my idol, and I pray to him
When I go and, yеah
I am harder than a 3-week-old turd
I am flyer than 47 birds no you guys
again
and pull another left hand
fifty shots to win
i can't lose its impossible
plus i got a chopper fifty shots about to droppin' you
i be 'bout
that shit you can bet your ass I'll shoot again
If you gone leave then do it quick
Pass me the bottle I could use a sip
I played the hand that I was
I got this game on lock yo jogging up the block for a 50 cent taco
Knock yo ass out the box so quick
You better check yo bitches purse I think she got
comin' by, you a target cop Callin' bitch, where you started
Fuck 12, fuck you, but bitch, you know by the whole school
Would kill myself if I was you too
bitch like the real John Wick
Lay a hand on my dog and you know we gone spin
I never leave the house without my FN
I treat my stick like my only friend
If
to the center
To get the vending machines
Where he then he would be seen
Gettin' some mini m&m's and some mints
When he went and he spent 50 cent
That he sent
if its all for the cheese then I'm in it
My screws kinda loose so I ease to the finish
I hop up in the coupe feel the breeze while I'm in it
Blowin'
to the flo'
Then I wanna, "Ahh ahh," you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know, what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy?
I wanna, li-li-li-lick
Hello, how you doing?
I can give you good massage
I can be your everyting, you give me fifty bucks
If you no say nothing, I can give you
the Rover
Then I chased the dream, got the cream
Out the hood by any means
Ya, some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can't lie, I
or four members out in Canada
If you were running and were really about your money then you ran with us (yeaH)
(2nd Verse)
Contemplating how the cops is
lika gatherin
So dont be playn with me
Uan got no sense (cents)
Uan tough you jus playn fifty
Nigga im the one
Fuck a two
Understand nigga
Gon
follow me now if you want it on
Salute at ease, then you carry on
Nigga drop and gimme fifty if you do it wrong
I'm into weapons I control the dome
And I'm a fan first
But it won't take too many seconds to leave you in a damn urn
You deserve this disservice
I put this man in ERs if he don't got no man
jewels, you'll get clapped for that
If ya'll niggas want war, I got the mack for that
Run up with some work, and get your head cracked for that
Nigga
Brought the world 50 Cent, you did squat
Piss and moan, but I'm not gonna fall, bitch! (Yeah)
It's too loud
Can't hear it coming down the hallway
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