Lyrics:
prosper
Manoeuvre like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks
Been doing this since a young buck
Banging for fifty cent from a victim, while my gun talk
just like 50, I'm not talking cent
I mean my pops that's Bill, in the M your a kill, talking lyrically nigga yk the deal
I see dead nigga's lyrical he
You lost your common sense for a buck and fifty cents
But full of confidence so high I don't know why
I, I don't know and I don't, I don't care
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
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
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
need they dividends
But shareholders only be getting like 50 cents
I'm a CEO, so I'm the one that's giving cents
While I'm in the office counting money,
doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the church nearby the
Restaurant, in the bell tower with her husband Ray and Facha, the dog
And livin' in
and arrow.
I can live on bread and cheese.
And only on that?
Yes.
So can a rat!
Any note you can reach, I can go higher.
I can sing anything higher
Line size
I done used eight up
Out of nine lives
I don't need 50 cent
I got five dimes
That'll cook clean
Look mean
Dust off prints
Might have fuck Joe
Gonna lose it shortly after it, soon as ya put it past her
We, "50 Playaz Deep" in this bitch, like Drunken Master
How long you think them fine days was
were listening to 50 cent
He asked for 50 I gave him 20 procent
I once scammed a cucumber seller for 20 pesos
I'm dumb rich my competition is jeff bezos
it
Goin all in until I'm ballin like 50 cent
So I can put my family in a mansion with a picket fence
Hook
I'm tryna see a higher standard of life
So
And ever, You know the legends live forever And ever
I was 13 guarding the hefty
Grandma bought Giuseppe
Daddy ran the block
So my mama never left me
Pay
through pain and hustle trynna find my inner self
Ain't easy feel surrounded by devils like I live in hell
Gotta get rich at all cost
Can't stay poor cos
and arrow.
I can live on bread and cheese.
And only on that?
Yes.
So can a rat!
Any note you can reach, I can go higher.
I can sing anything higher
(Highest)
Annie:
Anything you can buy, I can buy cheaper.
I can buy anything cheaper than you.
Frank: Fifty cents?
Annie: Forty cents!
Frank:
know about this song
They're so far away so fuck Australia
Fuck Australia fuck Australia
Fuck Australia fuck Australia
They talk like, hello, G'Day,
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
Two times for the homies that ground me
We got you all
Let's spin it up
So tonight's the night we gonna live it up
so hit the bong a little harder than
around, probably out committin' felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check, check out my melody"
I wanna live good, so, shit, I sell dope
For
Remix,
We gotta lotta money,
Come on we didn't have to hurt em' like
Dis 50, well anyway, g-unit!
I got money in the bank (yea)
Shawty what
I was digging in them couches trynna scrape up 50 cents
Had good intents
You see houses, I see licks
All I was some chips
Just me and my woes
I don't
don't follow the rules
Why should I when Reebok giving niggas they own shoes
And I'm dealing with the same problems 50 Cent got
Yayo in jail and they
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