Lyrics:
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
We stackin 1s 5s 10s 20s 50s n 100s
I'm infatuated wit the game I can't I
an incision
Fuck where'd the beat go
Ain't no one do it like me
I got the vision
Flow isn't worth fifty cents
More like millions
I've got that animal ambition
Trailer for sale or rent, 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
Trailer for sale or rent, 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
shit
To the (?)
50 dollar, hundred dollar bill shit
(?) gold crown on a real nigga wrist
Fresh like my nephew Khalil in this bitch
.40 cal, no
want a piece of me?!"
I just got a deal just recently
[50 cent]
50 and Gucci n-gga this shit equals bread
homie f-ck with the paper, I'm trying to take
G G G, G G G-Unit
No peace talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm getting yo ass
[50 Cent]
Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit
twist his body tore a ligament
Hit up nine times over 50 cents
Bet he think again before he try again
Blowin' smoke, we lit up like a cigarette
Treat her
crisis
Southside, alright baby, 50 Cent, Noreaga, Trackmasters, teflon
It ain't easy to make money
So now everybody wanna take money
You ain't
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
50 cent the Game this is how we do
She let me poke her face, in poker face, then she got the deuce
If I was you, follow suite
Dogg yo bitch tryna
overheard
Me
Saying things they cannot comprehend or understand like 50 cent with many men
Many men
Coming in dividends
Money trends
Raising up
news
Walking dollar sign I cant keep it in the piggy bank
S and P 500 I get 10 percent on this
They judge me by my medicine cant even fuck with this
I
You don't have very many options
You can, get with the program, or you die
The Unit
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
(T.O.S.) Terminate on sight
You see
This rocket turn into a drive-by
If you know how I know
You don't wanna fuck with this
(You don't wanna fuck with this) , yeah
Glock with a 50 round
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
can get ugly
Told her she forever mine just focus what’s in front of me
Niggas having pressure bout a bitch because they loving me
I do this shit all by
at Mcdonald's
Rob's Railroad for four dollars and twenty cents an hour I was like
"Who the fuck do this shit? This is wacker than a motherfucker"
This what
Give em smoke yeah
If they want the smoke
Make em choke yeah
They don’t want no smoke
They don’t want no smoke
Hit licks 50 bricks hit my line quick
This
come get me
Got plays they come by the fifty
Young nigga, he play with them Simi's
Young nigga, he scraped with the Glitzy
Young nigga, he'll flood your
make it urgent
My young boy in Camden, don't do scamming, he got dog food
No respect for copycats, this yard we be play by dog rules,
Woo, In this yard
a quail-o then I lay low
Inside a mansion, Nokay-do
50 cents Fake-o Bay-bro
No see's in my lie
I need weed to get high
I need cheese to get by
After
my eyes
Swingin' them hips when you pass
I'm visualizing my name tattooed on that ass baby
Jump on this Harley
Lets go smoke some of that Bob
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