Lyrics:
chilling with my members
You know that I'm with my bros
We living right by the code
Standing on ten of our toes
I'ma hold it down and lawyer up when they ask
around
Got bodies underground and they smoking by the pound
Addict to the nic can't breath innout
Buzzy lil choppers finna gunning you down
I'm wanted dead
that money man (yeah)
Let's get that money man
Let's get that money man (yeah)
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit!
50 Cent uhh, Greg Street, ATL to Dallas
You heard me?
to save it
When you older I explain it
These niggas ain't really wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes
cents
Treat you like dead, gunned down by many men
Comin off a hiatus
Been watching movies, playing ball and I'm staying hydrated
Even I'm my biggest fan,
But when the time bomb is ticking I'm gone to witness my God rid the swine gone
Put the whole city up on my back now
50 Cent against Ja Rule I'll
with your bitch
Still fucking her all on the money
I fuck on that bitch when I'm horny
I got some 'youngins on that Porsche
Who gon lay by me
That bitch
Fuck high school I'm trying find a lick
Can't spell success, but I can buy a 6
Kicked me out the house, and told them they can split
Moved off
gotta know the difference
It's a crazy world we living in
Everybody want the power and that word, to 50 cent
Tell me why I'm hated by so many, many, many
I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 Cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on
See how time fly?
Hate
heavy all over the scene When I do what I do I'm a beast with a capital B
Running all in your ho shit for the G They say the root of that evil is green
on beats that you like you consider it
Suck on so many dicks
Not talking bout one man, I'm talking bout many men
I'm feeling like 50 cent
Talking my shit
Hot 97 blazing hip hop and R&B you now
Tuned into G-Unit radio 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks
Tony Yayo
It's like everywhere I look
And everywhere I go
I'm
sale, fifty cents a cap
50 Cent got eight caps in his fake ass, and a Maybach
But he rented that, where the dentist at?
Need some whitening toothpaste,
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
Yeah
I don't stop for nothing bitch I'm running red lights
I hit the ground running gunning for the finish line
And I creep while they sleep cuz I'm
figure out a way to leisure
Do it however you wanna please ya
Uh, Passion just like Westbrook
Get that bread like I’m the cook
Stick by me when things are
The god is here to give blessing
Refuse everything he is giving
You need to learn I'm not kidding
Listen to Big, DMX, Jay Z, Pac, 50 Cent
Rick Ross, Cube,
like I'm fifty
Get played like a MIDI
These niggas be middy
That's why they be mad they can't get me
Bad bitch wanting me in her kitty
Yeah, already know
running up that EBT when it's grocery week
I'm getting close to that leap
And this is pain and motifs
And these ain't even punchlines
I leave a stain
showing love to many man
Know you see me down to my last 50 cent
Can't seem to figure out all these dividends
10 toes but i'm at the bottom its getting
when I'm winning you winning
Just Know that we solid whenever you wit me
On top and we running the city
One hundred in my pocket then you getting fifty
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
n black on its on!
Wassup? This the kid 50 Cent man
Its going down, ya heard me?
Niggas got me mad, ya talk
Ya niggas got me all fucked up
I'm finna
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