Lyrics:
pull a fast one
Fifty cent flashin they hate us wit a passion
Mashin, still fresh in three-day old fashion
Your plaid, I'm stripes, together we be
the sky tryin' to blast sun
Zero to sixty in a second, pull a fast one
Fifty cent flashin' they hate us with a passion
Mashin', still fresh in three-day
99 cents
Bag it, poppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passing up on those moccasins someone else has been walking in
Bummy
money hour by hour
Too legit to quit
Tap dancing on you suckas
You better pay attention when you listen mother fuckas what what!
Yeah you better pay
"take your clothes off!"
Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed
"take your clothes off!"
Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed
give her more than 50 cent
Asked her body count she said many many many men
Different flavors, different colors like some M&M's
Nigga fuck yo battle rap,
Questions I'm always asked, before I throw on my bag
Tank empty but ian never low on tha gas
6 in tha front ian never smoking no 6lack
I know it's
leading with commitment
Yeah
Line it up I need that money counted
Times been tough there’s no way around it
By 23 yeah I’ll be living free
But I been
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head, and warm steel
Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels
Life's so
in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend
It'll only cost you fifty cents to see
What life has done to those like you and me
See the man
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
no store
Same face on the I’d they know me by the corner store
Used to trap when I was poor
Now it’s mix designer Dior
Took a flight out to the bay
Shoot 'em up, then leave, nigga
I smell summer's eve, nigga
We shoot first, it's better
To give than receive, nigga
I'm strapped up, nigga fuck a gun law
her again
Damn, he gon' give it to you
No, I need 75 cents out of you i got you
Ooh, lemme see that, bro i want it outta her
What you need to do, is you
and many men or 50 Cent
Shit, I am 50 Cent, haha
the master plan
She had left her friends and introduced herself as Jass she said
This whole event is so intense, of course it's 50 Cent
She grabbed my hands
chat
But I don't think it's gonna stop
Still going going by the name "Ziploc"
5 blows going everywhere still 'gon pop
I just pay in a hope that I don't
history of hip-hop
From way way back
(His martha gupa's?) Hip-Hop Father
Charlie Ahern Wild Style
And 50 Cent's Fifty and More
I used to read this to my
ain't always what it seem
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people,
50 Cent West Coast Interview Clip
The fuck you thought?
I was one of them? Yeah
Imma tell you like 50 told me in 03
I don't know what you done heard
and bonds and cheddar
gauaranteeing the world you can't find nuthin better
so whatever
bring it the front and put your money by your mouth
Ludacris, ya boy was doin' this
Before Snoop Dogg, I put rabbits in the morgue
Before Dr. Dre, I was out in L.A.
Before 50 Cent, I was sittin' on Enz
When
wit that Koopsta Knicca's
bad for your fuckin health
ho I would rather make a stang than be a lame burglar
and if I do ya it's a murder murder murder
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