Lyrics:
"When's this
Ship I've heard so much about
Gonna get in?" It's
Ridiculous I'm sick of this
Shit driven witless
Can I get a witness? Can I get ten cents
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
switching gears, zero to sixty
Life in the fast lane, fast cash, fast fame
We off the chain, running town like a mad man
She on it like I'm on it, she
envy
You say you got money nigga really
I bring them racks in by the plenty
You broke as fuck don't got a penny
Don't need yo two cents
You wasn't
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
Beware of these fake gangsters...
But why they fake gangsters..
c penny for ur thoughts naw I aint givin 50 cents to a wanksta...
I'm the assassin
to get the dividends, and I did
Many men hating on me feel like 50 Cent; can I live
winners win said I couldn't, then I did again and again
I'm a winner
Attitude I got yellow diamonds on my wrists
I carry piss just like a bladder do
Adderall I had a few
Feel like fifty cent cuz many men wish death upon me
50 Cent: G-UNIT
Announcer: MTV News on MTV 2
Gideon Yego: Hi I'm Gideon Yego with MTV news. 4 weeks strong at number one and the Eminem Show is
police that'll bring the rapture when I'm rapping to beats
I'm unstable, in love with the blood and guts a my tongues fatal
Running with Heddshotts cause I
(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,
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
when I open my eyes
I'm never surprised
When I open my eyes
Oh girl, you're not in sight
When I open my eyes
Girl you're not by my side
Baby girl,
for real
This that TI versus Lil Flip
This that 50 Cent versus Ja Rule
This ain’t checkers more like chess in the park
I’m just waiting on you to make
I'm killin' shit
Makin' hits
Order 66
This is it
Time is up
I'm killin' many men
No 50 cent
But I'm wild
I can't get no rest
Up all night
Don't get
on my mantra
Born July 6th, like Dalai Lama
And 50 cent, I spent your rent
Just on my hair, my underwear
Say Tommy on 'em, that's on my mama
Shawty
some that purple (green blue)
100 cent high
Please don't go away (don't go)
I'm not good with goodbyes
Please don't hurt me, know you can
I see red in
life is hard especially at night
When I'm running from them flashing lights
Don't know how to wrong my rights
I don't even know my rights
I try to fight
it like i’m Water boy
By Halftime I’ma have you call me Aquaman
My Pull out game Prolly never skip Leg Day
My "Leave a Bitch on Read" game The Best
do,
I could be a good connect for you, okay, okay (50 Cent!)
Look bitch, he can't treat you the way I do,
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
Young Rookiee in the building like a immigrant
Them killas in my unit keep it G like 50 Cent
Lil mama got a body
And some decent lips
She brought
or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but two hours of pushing broom
Buys an eight by twelve
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