Lyrics:
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
say
I'm taking sense
No 50 cents
Ain't a game, you should stop with all the foolery
For good or bad, either way it's opportunity
Give your life
Gardena to Gardere, Louisiana (woo)
We was at Louisiana, came up off them snack packs
50 cent for Shastas, itchy blop up in the backpack
Little Caesar
buys an
Eight by twelve four bedroom, I'm a
A man of mean by no means
King of the road
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no
fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man
still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
And my time is none, because I'm writing more
I don't hear to meet a soul
try to be 50 i swear you 11 cent
Drop me a banger i did it on accident
I got some money im savin aint never spent
Lost me some franks had to run up some
on thought)
Hell is where my opps rot (rot, rot)
Griddy I drop them on trot (trot, trot)
Fifty cent, bet in and got (got, got)
A dollar, seven, seven, seven
the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent]
(Now everything's changed) I'm rich bitch
(You've
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
though I’m high all the time
With fifty cent to my name as I’m patiently waiting
Spark up a flame only just a little bit till I’m faded
Waking up another
cause I'm getting down
I'm having fun fuck a frown
I'll survive yeah yeah
I'll survive
Gloria G
Original Gangsta
50 cent yo call out the wankstas
the fuck", I just lost 60 racks, and made it back, nigga
RTB, I'm a real trench baby
Ion care if it's 50 cent, man you gotta pay me
All she doin' is laying
And a brick all these red rubies
If he bigger go pick up a
Stick with a 50 clip and I ain’t 50 cent
Get you killed for like 50 packs
She assuming so she bet her
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit
50 Cent, nigga (Uh, huh) , Tony Yayo (yeah)
Whoo Kid (Is this what you want?)
Yeah, and you don't stop
I do a one-eight-seven
talk
Sticking to the fucking plan
You’ll never know the plan
Go and ask your bitch like 50 cent she knowing I’m the man
Ian gone lie it get hard
hit me since
They ain’t hit me since
It just made me colder
Got a ni**a tense
All this power and i'm suited like I'm 50 cent
I stand behind this
men, get rich or die like I'm 50 Cent
Remember when life was the simplest, back when I didn't have fifty cent
Sober now, I'm takin' Yoga classes
I'm
keep a lil Uzi
I keep a 50 inside of my clip
If he talking that shit knock some cents in his head
I'm just a lil bit shaky I ain't in da club
Cuz I know
an eight by 12 four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Oh, but two hours of pushin' them brooms
Buys
around the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent (Singing)]
(Now everythings changed) I'm rich
need they dividends
But shareholders only be getting like 50 cents
I'm a CEO, so I'm the one that's giving cents
While I'm in the office counting money,
I'll tail slide on out
She so impressed by the way that I pump
But there I go hitting a stupid rock
Then I get up and I'll tre flip
Back on the grind I'm
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