Search results for 'many men wish death by 50 cent' Page #12

ain't gon' be genuine
Feelin' like I'm 50, dawg, I'm hated on by many men (Too Legit)
Never hurt a bitch but you fuck niggas I'll kill any them
And I

and you ain't even sneeze
Vienna sausages, noodles, ain't no Micky D's
Get 50 cent, hit the corner store for them hot Cheetos and the chili cheese
Ice cream

cents
Spent all my money on presents    
Ain't only decorations hanging, if I'm still alone by then

It's snowing out the window, kinda chilly 'cause

50 many men
Not bout it

That bitch want
To freak on me
Get her some molly

Been moving so
Much weight I
Might need a dolly

If you throwing
Shots

Many, many nights spent on guest list hype
Many men wish to put their breath on you
You're like the drug and the high
You are a beauty you can test

gave that cracker every cent
Landlord of the flies, dollar signs in his eyes
Let's stop working for the rich, so we can live our fucking lives
Skylines

on beats that you like you consider it
Suck on so many dicks
Not talking bout one man, I'm talking bout many men
I'm feeling like 50 cent
Talking my shit

And everything gold by the way
And I got too many hoes by the way
But I only want this one that I know
By the way mix the lean and the fanta
Ya im throwed by

many men like 50 Cent
Sorry, I had to take it from you niggas that ain't give me shit (I'm sorry)
In the trap, I run me up a ticket, had to flip it

You Gotta Have Heart

Westside Connection

Terrorist Threats

2003

50 Cent or 2Pac
'cause' 2 shots is too many
Too hot to go in me
I've rather sit remmy
In the back of this Bentley
And only fuck with niggaz and you

Men of Respect [Album Version]

Kasino & The Lox

Nasty Girl

1998

left hands with them platinum face things 
Busting a left, about the get the truck with the checks 
Sending you death for fucking with the Men

can't hear, what you saying, why you goin' Iggy on me? (Yeah, yeah)
Pockets, bands, choppa from Afghanistan
50 Cent said it best
Many men wishing death

death on me like an 50 cent
But am heaven sent
Don't fuck with my diligence
I'm intelligent
Stacking paper like the middle man
Till infinity
Keep a mask

smiling
Like the one percent
My energy was heaven sent
I see many men
Like I'm 50 cent
So I tell em repent
So we can come together
I ain't repping designer

take forty-nine more fifty cent 
But many men wishing death came with 21 questions
I'm naked
When you get here knock I'm not decent 
But I descend right

Lil Peso in this bitch again
Run up on me wrong, nigga I might sin again
Niggas want me dead, something just like 50 cent
Like in many men
I know I'm

niggas wishing death upon feel like fifty cent in many men
All these niggas want some smoke tell em come and get it then
I can't pop outside like that baby

get squashed like a bug
No longer a nerd but intelligence stuck, with me thru thick and thin
While they wished death on me, many men, like 50 cent

Shottas that are moving large weight
With no Instagram or songs on GRM
Moving like 50 cent cause they got many men
Wishing death pon gotta be clever in

and gang still aint switching
This bitch worth 50 cent, its many men she hittin
Shit, we need a floor sign the way we caught him slippin'
She said "We

the trap
Fuck it then
Get it in
In a Benz
With my friends
Counting Ben Franklins
50 Cent
Many men
Wishing death on me
But I know that they be cappin’
Might

Your girl like 50cent
And going through many men
I don't even need to try to beat small fries
Cause all y'all do is lie and lie
Get out of my comments

Move with the shots man I'm militant
Magical flow, I feel like maleficent
Got many men, I'm feeling like 50 cent
I'm super lit, gang with a bottle
Going

cookin' meals on the east not eatin' reality unfortunately not too many people
Know what fortune is behind the wheel is where I receive feels to give this