Lyrics:
over-respected, my mama gated community's overprotective
So futuristic, I'm already over my next bitch
Reminiscin' on listenin' to 50 fifty times a day
Back when
the choppy flow
The rocks that glow
I'll have your man laid out in a hospital
He wasn't thinking with his
Mind, he wasn't logical, what? Yo!
Woah, 50 Cent, 50
ho fresh and press
Thanking the lord cuz a nigga blessed
Keep the 45 pussy nigga, so do not test
50 thousand on my motherfuckin' neck
Nigga tryna
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
V1 Lead
So, what’s the upshot from all this discovery?
Recovery, of facts we thought we’d never see…
…( it) paints a different picture of (U.S.)
They like pussy I digest
I mean invest I'm 50 cent I been busy
Rome bet I get jiggy but not wit that
Cause' we hoes and we want the paper
Skrt off
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
being what we are
So never fall down but fly up to the sky
Find our souls, they won't tell a lie
Never get scouraged by them
It's time to deny our wounds
Making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
blame you for this
Even though we both had a part in the way we came to an end
You know I never meant to hurt you for as long as I live
Fifty shades,
hair
I'll take fifty cents for a shampoo
I still don't want to look back
At the age of 15, I took 200 yuan and went to Nanjing
No education, no ability,
on the phone
Doin' ninety miles an hour in the fifty mile zone
They never took the time to tell you ?bout sex
So you had to learn about it in
Bullet proof like I'm fifty cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your head
You better not play with me nigga
Write a song, drop a hit, go do a show like
rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch
(Chorus)
(50 Cent)
My buzz is
And a brick all these red rubies
If he bigger go pick up a
Stick with a 50 clip and I ain’t 50 cent
Get you killed for like 50 packs
She assuming so she bet her
I'm smoking
You think we compare
Please that had me choking
Laughed so much I almost fell out my damn chair
Watch the throne
Got here by staying driven
about how they did me
Yeah
Everybody 'cept for Boosie, 50 Cent and Dave Chapelle
Ain't none of them niggas I helped get 'em Billboard helped me out
cause 50/50?s all you got
Make each day the best you can, that?s a line I understand
Live each moment like your last, cause life goes by you so damn fast
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents
Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
nothin, she just knows
By the way I look at her to take off all her clothes
Up and down
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks + (50 Cent)]
Whenever I'm not around, and you
massive of terror in cities
We watch what celebrities doing all day then complain why the life that we live is so Shitty
I'm cooking the chicken with
Stretchin' p's, gotta sell it by the zip
Two qp's what he orderin'
Ran off, so I had to get a flip
Bro couldn't hold the chop, he had to shoulder it
Ringer
map my way in an ocean of woes
In the thrift city you can quick get Jiffy
50 cent at the Kroger make it at the cemetery
You'll be sad that you left, I
of America's evil, so death is sweeter
The son been continuing to live under white supremacy and under tyranny
So you know, I don't care nothing about them
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