Lyrics:
Malone
I know a man, his name is Lang,
And he has a neon sign
And Mister Lang is very old,
So they call it Old Lang's Sign
Oh what have you done,
the pump letting people
Gas you up
Let's see you defeat hell
Bipolar yo my mind is relentless
It overloads explode no intentions
Like what the fuck did do
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
We get it how we live shawty you know what it is shawty
Hennessey patron or we pourin up that fris shawty
Majorr in the game tho' watch me do my thang
Same way you make cyanide, same way you make amaretto.
Hip-hop's in the street, now were all busting
50 Cent's on MTV, now it's cool to carry metal
ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains
Yea
Lloyd Banks nigga
Whats up nigga?
It's 50 nigga
You fuckin wit him right?
I know you fuckin wit
state's forty cents
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
the life in the grill, gorilla pimpin
If I have to mack ya wife then I will, it's me and 50 Cent
My nigga, live in trife, and thats real, talkin shit on us
Yeah
Shorty, I know what you need
I got everything you need
I promise I ain't gon' hold out neither
I'ma give it all to you, baby
That's
nigga, 50 Cent nigga
What-what nigga
What's up homie?
How you been?
What it be?
What's yo Biz?
What you see?
Do I got what you need?
I got money, is it weed, is it liquor beer to drink?
an animal nigga, no call me Hannibal nigga
'Cause niggas is food as soon I'm in the movies (Oh)
(Chorus: 50 Cent)
I'm a motherfucker rider
I'm
on four strings
It's really not hard
To be a bard
On four strings
What's hard
Is being heard as a bard
Who has something nice to sing
But just can't sing
Put my problems in her hands
Gold’s what she gave back
Swear it won’t be long
Till my name sparks applause
Use This mic is a can of gas
Have everyone
with these heroes
Do you want losers or winners? This music is in us, and it's
Not over 'til we say it's finished
And G-Unit spinners will keep
[50 Cent Intro]
Yeah, She like it she love it, she kiss it she suck it, she want me to want it, She want to climb up on it,
Smile (Ha, ha)â?¦Lloyd
drop it down and do the splits like this the circus
I can't decide what i'm gonna do, heh, uh huh
Gotta make a move, got no time to lose, uh huh
50 50
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
(Swirv)
(This is a Melo beat)
Huh, wait
Yeah
Soo, soo (woo), woo (ha)
Woo (grrt)
Woo, skrrt (baow)
Woo (baow), woo
Light it up for a fifty
Uh, uh, uh, uhhh, uh, uh, uh, uhhh
Sex is what I'm talkin 'bout
Sex is what I'm talkin 'bout
Ahhh
I'm not gonna hold on, no
I ain't talkin 'bout
around them hundreds, you know how much that is (tens)
Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the back end (send it)
Niggas in here lookin' tough,
he, is he, cic never go 50 50
Hu, yeah,
your business smells fishy fishy
We can never go 50 50
50 50
keep it one hunnit
you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I
all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You can order what you want it's on me I'm
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