Search results for 'making it happen by 50 cent' Page #9

glitzy by the belt it's a big heater
Winter spring summer fall stunting every season
Young nigga only making hits
Like I'm Derek Jeter
Hunnid million

doesn't make them weak[00:49.21]It makes them human[00:50.33]And there's nothing wrong[00:51.69]With being human[00:57.28]Into You was released

Everything happens for a reason, yeah
Turn over the leaf, a new season, yeah
Anything happens, just ride with it
I'ma be chillin’ with all my friends
Anything

YEH 
(WE IN THIS BITCH) 
WE IN THIS BITCH  

((VERSE 2 ))

You can find me in the club like 50 cent 
Yeh where it’s options  

She gone bust it wide

for that money im getting paid
She know i got it thats why she tryna get laid

No

We just tryna baa aaa aaall
Making money like we sponsored by 2k
Send

friends
I'm gon run it up and change the beater to a Benz
Change it up change it up
Imma be like 50 Cent and be up in the club
Should've known that she was

got the nine like fifty cent
You use the wrong tone you get stomped out by many men
Always ready to brawl Controlled Chaos is raw
All I do is spit facts

just aim through it

But don't confuse it
This game is all I ever needed, everything else just fuckin' useless
I put my two cents in
Believe my true

sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X fuck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say

Bright and early, in the morning with the birds they always chirping
Just so I can make some magic, make it happen, then the haters hear me rapping, got em

If 50 Cent wasn't making TV shows
These niggas wouldn't know how to be gangster
Free all of my niggas who locked in them chains
And free all of my

and a rich bitch
I got niggas still be robbing on that lick shit
Air it out extended clip get your shit hit
Dope bowl stirring coke extra whip whip
50 Cent

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

Put You on the Game

The Game

Put You in the Game

2005

homey got shit locked
Public Enemy #1, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch
All black G-Units, all black Impala
I'm a schitzo, three-wheelin the six-fo'
50 Cent

the road with 50 cent
Kidd you still not rich?
But I'mma serve these dimes 'til
I pit that brick
If my life was a disc I'd skip that shit?
Nigga, roaches

the road with 50 cent
Kidd you still not rich?
But I'mma serve these dimes 'til
I hit that brick
If my life was a disc I'd skip that shit?
Nigga, roaches

I don't play Atari 
Steve Harvey 
Or let my daughter date diddy
That nigga 50
I thrifted just time fine mines 
Take time let it age
Fine wine 
If

the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it by the book

Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Making

at the age of 25
Do you have any idea what will happen to those men by the time they're 65
These 100 men who all start even at the age of 25 believe they're

Girl I'm gone
50 worth of vodka, I don't think I'll make it home
Another shot of Kracken, I don't think I'll make it home
Trying to make something

Jesus not what I'm bout
You could raise your glicky I'm on fifty
And God gon rain it down
Who's gon win a satan child or a milli child?
Christ done put

great…
Look
Staying up for hours
Playing PlayStation with my niggas
But it gotta change
Motivated making plays
You wanna make
Some new shit happen
Get

loud got tinnitus
Write it
Got the gold touch like Midas
Make a shot like free throw
Getting bought like a street hoe
Got the 50 cent roll in the mother

toes, like fuck it, had a hard knock life as a child
Three-twenty-three in ninety-nine, got notified by the scout
Jumped off the porch, father in prison