Lyrics:
February 20, 2014
50 Cent announced today that he has signed an
Exclusive worldwide distribution and services
Agreement with Caroline capitol
UMG
(kick it)
Smashed through the Hood and we made that hot (yeah)
See the shit don't stop (stop) motherfuckers pop (pop)
Seven-deuce drop (drop) Coney air
to blow
Way up in them Cali Hills, burnin' like the sunset
A nigga with a attitude, take it outta' context
Ridin' with that big thang, lookin' like
to the neck no cap (no cap)
Now that I’m up in this game, issa wrap (issa wrap)
Bounce for me now, lemme see you make it clap (make it clap)
On my 50 Cent shit
of the main reasons I don't give a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When
It's all good in the hood ha-ha
Yeah It's all good, got it, check
I wish I was a star
I wish it wasn't hard
I wish I lived that good life
Wish I had
we gon'
[Hook]
Smoke good, drink good, eat good, Fleetwood
Nickel bag of funk'll make a country yeaga sleep good
Yo' hood, my hood, tote heat,
loose lips yeah I'm trippin'
Best believe a nigga crippin'
I'd even rob Obama if I
Catch the nigga slippin'
Catch a nigga dippin' nigga
Ridin' through
day (woo)
And my Ruth's Chris was Chick-fil-a (baow), and a fifty cent cake (woo)
Now it's Mastro's for the steak (Mastro's for the steak)
Yeah, I
and flow with me
You know we ridin' on a profit
I burn that bitch 50 cent
My friend Vikol is a
I talk to my jealous brothers or vuzellas
Tho thousand for
like so good
(When we ridin high)
Rollin through the hood with Phillies and hoes
Straight pimpin with nowhere to go
And it feels so good
Me and my
I'm in the hood man
I'm in the hood all the time man fo' real son
I come back from a tour i come through
You kno'msayin'? I switch up
I've got mad
them frozen like a vegetable
Westwood whats really good in
The hood my dude? And I've got the drop top
You see me driving through
I get them chopped
I got fifty thousand for a murder
I got fifty thousand for a murder
I got fifty thousand for a murder
(I just heard about a murder)
I got fifty
through by servin y'all
And only cause my man heard of y'all
Other than that, shit, y'all won't get served at all
[Tony Yayo]
I went from oodles
painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Now I'm riding through my town got the key to my city
Order ten mo things brand new in the minute
Every
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
She bring it through every occasion
Don't gotta tell the girl shit
Go out and get it, they do it by nature
If she see one outside
Then she gon'
probably ain't yours, and where's your wife Kim anyway
She's on her knees somewhere suckin' 50 Cent
I know you wishin' you were there cause you on his dick
what you say about me
Broke nigga two cents don't matter
Give a fuck what you say about me
Broke bitch two cents don't matter
It doesn't matter, it
replacement, nah
I borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrix
I'm signed to the Doctor I ain't got no patience
So he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face
finna run outta hangers (woo)
Is she a stripper, a rapper or a singer?
I'm busting racks in a Bentley Bentayga
Ride through your hood like "Bitch, I'm
Food on the plate for the wolves, follow wolves
Don't get moved by the tools
Blood will ooze on ya shoes wait, control ya hate
You ain't ridin' in
[50 Cent]
This is the Unit
The mighty mighty mighty Unit
This is how we do it
Ayy (ayy, ayy)
I make the airline and pop to it, N.Y. bop to it
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