Lyrics:
still be robbing on that lick shit
Air it out extended clip get your shit hit
Dope bowl stirring coke extra whip whip
50 Cent, i'm a die trying to get
and stop my cash count
I snapped they start disappearing like fifty cents eye brows
How that sound
I'm in a glass house you throwing stones at me
All my shit
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
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
a hit
Came home did a hit again
Didnt make the news
But that shit hit citizen
I swear to god I been feelin like 50 cent
Loved by many but hated by many
or i'm a wet ya
best to be 'bout yo' business, if not, God bless ya
look, what makes you think that two-two-six wasn't strong
that's when we do ya wrong
got Benjamin's
Toxic niggas for the win
I'm not liked by many man
Feeling like I'm 50 cent
Member having 50 cents
Hundreds made off flipping it
Enough
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
(blow that)
Drivin' in the Bentley like I'm 'bout to crash it (skrr)
You not a part of this so why you askin'? (Why you askin'?)
There won't be no
right here by pinnacle
Prepping da baggie Fifty Da minimum
Purchase n peep How I'm pimpin it's pivotal
People Pretend Not to pay me my principal
Pretty
And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM
Young toon, yea that's what my people call me
Fifty thousand for the cross, trying to keep the reaper off me
I
You know what I'm sayin', nigga? Best motherfuckin' rapper, nigga, I'm telling you, nigga
Believe that, let's go
Yeah, niggas gon' have to show me
myself I don't need wood to knock on
I live in the future where my music caught on
Can't live in the past cause I'm sad that my dog gone
We cannot pass
a send a text, shawty we on Cinemax
Feelin' like I'm in a scope (interscope)
Fuck the aftermath, we sent(cent) 50 at his cantaloupe
Made it thru the rain,
slap you with a 50 and you'll take the chair
You'll die by the money, so you lie bout the money
I ain't ever gon be broke so don't you cry bout it to me
I get High n I reminisce about those times
At my momma crib
I had drugs that I was flippin
Siblings telling me I'm Trippin
I wasn't worried bout
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
outa fifty cent
Sorry mama
Cleaning out my closet
Quoting Eminem
Ion wanna be the life of the party
I'm just trying to live
God didn't create me for
even when
Sanctions off And I'm down to 50 Cent and I'm Patiently Waiting for Free Smoke like
Drake I'll just vape it off
Shit that was like
it up, playing broke, I learned that from my last hundred (No lacking)
By any means necessary I'm on Dey ass I might just do the dance on em (Just Do
advice, nigga, dump that
This is serious, these rap niggas
I'm just havin fun with it
50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat
My son ask "Daddy why carry a gun
You ain't
a lot of passion
My actions
Said I'm rapping these niggas backwards
I brought the smoke like a
Backwood
I'm bout that action
The backhand
If
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