Lyrics:
our faces when you won't
G-Unit, [50 Cent] G-G-G-G, G-Unit
[50 Cent]
Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint I am Loco
Betta than soso the games in
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
a fuck
Boy, you fuck around we 'gon hit yo ass up
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with the snub
give a fuck
Boy, you fuck around, we gon' hit yo ass up
This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club
Runnin' around this bitch, pissy drunk with
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha
(50 Cent)
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love
that I catch and I throw back
And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
Fuckin' with me? You better
when you see me you then already know.
It’s on my hat, you can tell by the clothes
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my flow.
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my
The streets had me in a trance, pistol in my pants
Only fifty cent to my name but had the power in my hands
I did it my way (my way)
Did my own thing (yeah)
50 cent or someone else
They do what everyone else
Does even if it doesn’t fit where
And who they are but
You get nowhere that way your
Energy is weak
as hot as it was so they say we ain't as worth as much
Ringtone rappers actors dancers trappers they just outworking us
50 Cent working way harder baby
Counting by quarters
Counting by quarters
Now you start with a quarter, that's 25 cents
Add another quarter, that's 50 cents
Four quarters is
[50]
It's 50 dent & S-N-double O-P
You don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me
[Chorus (50 cent)]
Every time I come around they like
Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?
This ain't serious
Being broke can make you delirious
So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger
50
You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit fifty I'm itching to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo
pull up in something stupid with the tint at 5 percent
While i'm bumping 50 Cent
And speaking of a percentage
Man, I need my shit with interest
I'm
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
the store and we both get 50 cent cakes
You heard what I said in that new shit I say
If you can't break bread he fake
I had one more buck on my plate
It was
Pussy lips, contraband for chips, sold all kinds of shit
Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips, switched all kinda clips
50 raised, since my county days,
You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit fifty I'm itching to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo
advice, nigga, dump that
This is serious, these rap niggas
I'm just havin fun with it
50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat
My son ask "Daddy why carry a gun
You ain't
take them shots an drop it like it's hot
Bitch Nigga
Hey what up 'cause, it's 50 cent
What's happening nigga?
Ha ha ha yea Nigga
Just when you thought
niggaz are hard plus we all crazy
Wishing I can be a peaceful man and, hoping that the Lord save me
Fuck a nigga named 50 Cent, you nothing but change
plated
Niggas owe me I'm aggravated when you making a payment
I need every cent don't stay wit mama paying full rent
Saying shit like it got spent can get
to be questioned
Have your whole hood holler shit about my progression
[Verse 4: T.I.]
You knowin' my attitude shitty, only a buck fifty
So I keep
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