Lyrics:
with a slight lean from the weight of my heat
Givin' a green to shine infra-red beam
At the street traffic light recorders
Takin pictures of our
with a slight lean from the weight of my heat
Givin' a green to shine infra-red beam
At the street traffic light recorders
Takin pictures of our
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
Blood in my eye, ya ya coming out my mouth
This aint 50 cent, no its not, this is 50 pounds
This is aint 50 cent, 9 shots, this is 50 rounds
If it's
saying?
R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P
I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga
Don't take this shit 'cause we
introduce me to the 'burbs
They gon' listen to my words
In the hood they feel my shit
(Break it down)
Picture a perfect picture, picture me in a pimp
introduce me to the 'burbs
They gon' listen to my words
In the hood they feel my shit
(Break it down)
Picture a perfect picture, picture me in a pimp
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
Beware of these fake gangsters...
But why they fake gangsters..
c penny for ur thoughts naw I aint givin 50 cents to a wanksta...
I'm the assassin
was cool until 50 Cent came back into the picture
They better not put they hands on Jeffrey
Okay, first of all, they don't know that I am a 12 degree
was cool until 50 Cent came back into the picture
They better not put they hands on Jeffrey
Okay, first of all, they don't know that I am a 12 degree
head, we takin' the hood back
Damn, I coulda swore they gave ya ass ten flat
Now you're home, somethin' wrong, we takin' the hood back
You liar,
show with my glizzy
Fuckin' other niggas' bitches, Hi Tech on me
I been sippin'
They just keep on takin' pictures
They know me
I'm trending, I'm
of plants,
they try to kill me.
While I'm takin' a pee, in the middle of my yard,
I got stung by a bee on my anus; now I'm starved!
I can't even walk, or talk,
They used to say that I was tripping, and couldn't picture my vision
I made it happen from rapping, then took my check to the kitchen
If you ain't
[50 Cent Intro]
Yeah, She like it she love it, she kiss it she suck it, she want me to want it, She want to climb up on it,
Smile (Ha, ha)â?¦Lloyd
[50 Cent]
G-Unit, they ain't ready
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
with you brother and your best friend too
Sit on the porch and drink some more beer
I don't need your fifty-cent lovin' round here
round here [x5]
Rollie Pollie on my wrist
Gotta make a flight, big day, slummin' on FaceTime
Fifty K, wonderin' why I'm stormin' off, no race
Emboldened by the bliss
I
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
and never come back if I could
[Chorus (50 Cent & The Game):]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go
lovin' it
Carve a smile on his face now what's funny bitch
I laugh at my opps we ain't duckin' shit
I put one in his face like he 50 cent
I knock out all
there waitin' for the fall
(Y'all can't stop a motherf***in' Tank)
[Hook]
After Dollars, no cents
From Chev's to Bents
From cheddar to cheese
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