Lyrics:
lookin' for some slow head
You know 2-0 I'm east side what I rep until I'm dead
7 deuce Catalina all chrome and candy paint
And got my nerve to ask myself I
Money piles have got me out on Sunny Ave
Black with me everywhere I go he'll gun you down
Full clips, magazines yeah the Forbes list
If this all for
When you stop the programs for after school
And they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic
They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions"
We scream, "rocks, blows,
gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver
You got your own '96 suh-in the ride
And keep your ass
gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver
You got your own '96 suh-in the ride
And keep your ass
witneesed a driveby?
Okay, make sure you have your camcorder ready
to witness the extracurricular activities on blacks by the police,
so you and your
Damn, I'm bout to sin again
Feeling like LeBron James
Damn, I'm bout to win again
Feel like 50 cent
Because I'm hated by so Many Men
We used to be cool
it blow like mother fucking ref
She lying on my dick she just fucked up my rep clip to his head finna give em a temp
You gone get hurt either way so
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
boy in his stripped-down Model A
He says, "Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check, my oil too, if you don't mind
Put some air in my tires, won't you
D to the A
Chinky with the chop sticks yes I chop clips yea they got sticks hit you and ya Bitch make that bitch flip yes I'm on Shit no it's
promise I'll do my part
Earn every cent
Put respect on my valor
I'll holler and shout if you give me heart
I rep for the genre that don't seem to matter
I'm
like 50 Cent
And they peelin' bananas, no dinner plate
And I'm only gone ride with my syndicate
A$AP 'til I die, make it period
Hoes, I got hella hoes
I
soul that's a dollar less percentile
You just lay per cent tile perfectin my projectiles
Denial I been out like Queen Elizabeth the reptile
Convinced now
(cuz I'm dark nigga)
I'm a bad boy like I'm p diddy
You don't make cents so you ain't 50
I'm down in Houston I'm a lone star but I know my roots I rep
need to be remembered by the heart i have the rhymes i write
I change my habits so fast dont ever mess with my tribe
Yeah you will sell for a bribe
In
a hemi
Niggas can't keep it one fifty
Keep that auto clip right with me
And you know that's automatic
Yeah you know that's automatic
Yeah you know that's
99 cents
Bag it, poppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passing up on those moccasins someone else has been walking in
Bummy
fool man I been the sickest nigga my first words was achoo
Money talks and to these hoes its an arousing point of view
So when you barely got 50 cent no
the bizz
She like daddy you not regular
So I letting her load them clips up
(VERSE)
My mind on m and m’s
Your bitch she like my residence
She take that
'cause I'm gonna have to bust
The first victim that comes too close to me and shit
My clips packed up thick legit and victed
To go to war at any given
the target that
We dump the clip in
I do the shit during the day
I like the gun to glisten
You a backwards motherfucker you run prison
You think that being
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches 'n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you
of bounds you got get whacked
Just got a switch I can't do a drive by I might miss
50 hit reverse the clip leave yo brains where he slip
Choppa hit gotta
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