Lyrics:
I started small time, dope game, pushin' on the corner
Twenty cent cook up, fifty flippers if you want 'em
Full of formaldehyde, my clothes wreakin'
Cop it and flip it in the field never ridin them benches
On the ave we was all in the trenches
Don’t put my 2 cents niggaz get to defensive
Tried
Call me 50 cent you know I ain't scared to kill many men
Yo free all my dawgs that's in the pen
Stay loyal to the gang until the end
If the Feds ask
caught by da police
Family tree dey kno me
Every nigga tried me end up dead but don't quote me
Known in 50 states im like the president a OG
I bet not
and sweet like cinnamon
But everyday like 50 Cent, yes, many men
They wanna take me out the spot, they want the pussy and the ends
But separate the paper
sack,
9 mill gat,
an don't grind on any turf that I'm buildin scratch at,
jack pot,
I spot a hundred a sixty-fifth fiends buyin cream,
by the fifty grip
mail by the tons son
Chorus 2x:
Yo it's that Roc a Fella shit
Hoes clothes to whips
Act up and get hit
Give a fuck who you with
We them niggaz coming
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
Whatever comes at ya, best believe I'ma gat ya
Now move back from this Jack, you can't touch it
Cause if you do, you catch a buck 50 muggin
I'm
My playa patna
[Daz]
(B-Legit check it out)
I'm only in it just to get mine
For every quarter fifty cent piece and every dime
Grew up in
ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm sitting in my cell
And I'm
chances
4 cash advances
Words bound to move the masses
Once i'm highly demanded
Do these haters like my joint and burn'em til they vanish
Fuck niggaz took
tabs on the killers
But they will not get me I'll ball on em way after 50
I'm gaining some power from 50
On how to lock down in your city
Surrounded by
These little niggaz
On that murder
Dead kill shit /1
They think it’s the real shit
They don’t know shit /2
All they wanna do is drill shit
Can’t
shit you betta not forget
Verse Two: Eazy-E
Eazy E's the name feared by most
When, a lil nigga is thrown in the pen
But on the streets there's two
change up the topic
Cuz I aint 50 Cent This aint no 21 Questions
I don’t give a damn or understand what you talking
I Told you I aint 50 I ain't lookin for
problens
Yea we coming bacc for vengance
Nd if i macc this q50 sport
(Guess what, benz quicc)
Niggaz know my body
Even if i was silouhet
Still know my body
NEVER KNOW, THE WAY I MOVE SILENCED THE TECH BECAUSE THE HATE IS STRONG, LEARNED LIFE NIGGAZ IS SHADY AND YOU A CALL EM FOLKS, THE STREETS THEY HELD ME
Omerta!
Aye!!
Ay ay ay ay
Tag it like that...
Ay ay ay
Niggas stupid
Dey a test u
Dey pussy
Dey dont know no mf betta
Keep it simple
I was sippin
buddhists?
Heather be , three hundred sixty degrees, level move this
My audio shells is my surface and my third eye covered by mucus
Oh, so there's
the type to ride till I die in these streets it's rough
You can tell by the red all in my eyes all this weed I puff
Bitch betta watch how you tellin all
Make cents
By Jamell NYT
If it don’t make dollars it don’t make sense wouldn’t let me in the game I was playing the fence I was playing
dont do labels cuz separate
We move indie (Wsup)
I'm so high I'm bout to levitate
When make this play we goin celebrate
I'm gettin head and a Chevy
to save it
When you older I explain it
These niggas ain't really wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes
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