Lyrics:
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
pull up I'm killing the red op (Bang)
Then I threw the money on the dash
Listen, I had a quarter, flipped it
50 cent waters (Tell em)
I just been
If these niggas be outside trust they gettin' hit
Keep it 100 with u pop your ass for 50 cent
I'm tryna shake up on da game remember 50 cent
All
pioneer paving the way
Eminem, 50 Cent, I've been""Patiently Waitin'""
Now the time finally came to throw my name in ya face
Like BRAP
Wasiu, nigga I'm in
the Supreme with the mic jack
(brrt) these niggas actin' like they ill
They ain't like that
Gatorade 6's, yay flippers
We in the cell reminiscing
All you heard
streets selling gas by the pound and I Rap
Fuck that friendly shit don't know you nigga
Trust me you can't get no cap
Claiming y'all smoking exotic
by some OG’s so keeping it G that’s just in me , being a pimp Playa that’s just in me staying real solid that’s just in me
A lot of y’all niggas gotta
demolished
You grew up in Southside
Why niggas know you a hoe in Hollis?
[Chorus-50 Cent]
She's something like a porno star
She's something like a super
demolished
You grew up in Southside
Why niggas know you a hoe in Hollis?
[Chorus-50 Cent]
She's something like a porno star
She's something like a super
Jackson
Lv50 the white Lamar Jackson
(Lv50)
(Lv50)
(Lv50)
(Lv50)
Lv50, 50Cent
Lv Curtis Jackson my niggas flagging I'm back to rapping after this
Lv50, Lv50
nigga)
Chevy super clean, two or three screens
Watch a nigga be to the left I lean
50 karats in the crown, niggas no more scheme
Just to let you sucker
a tadpole
I gave you niggas bitches when you ain't have hoes
How dem niggas extort out yo wardrobe
And let them break you out yo Morse Codes
I got 50 if you
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
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 an eight by twelve four-bit
Ain't Gonna Change
D-Tay:
I Don't Play That Shit
Young Buck:
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
Young Buck:
Some Say I'm Crazy For Signin With 50 Cent
Them Same
a hit
Came home did a hit again
Didnt make the news
But that shit hit citizen
I swear to god I been feelin like 50 cent
Loved by many but hated by many
and they ask for him
By name AUSK nigga I'm boss, I ain't Rick Ross but I do my thing
Im on my Jay Z shit come around your hood like you babysit
But I needs
when I'm pimpin'
Impotent you niggas get me sick, wanna be soundin' like
You knowin' my arithmetic, but we don't sound alike
50 Cent with
I know is to show these ??? how it supposed to go
50 Cent
I'll teach ya how to Stunt
The Game
Countdown to Armageddon Motherfucker, Chuck Taylor in
Get them checks and dollar bills, fuck a ho
'Cause if you catch a couple years, they gon' go
They gon' treat you like you jus' another ho
50 Cent
ride
This just first releases
Tell em papi outside
Like 50 cent
Getting rich or die trying
That or Mr West
I'll testify to touch the sky
If you asking,
I
Can't take no hand out not by no niggas
I count G-Unit not 50 Cent
Nigga broke as shit
Could pay your rent
I'm balling hard
Gray Iverson
Braids up in
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
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 an eight by twelve four-bit
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