Lyrics:
50 Cent
Ciara
I'm focused, man (Darkchild)
You should know this, man
Just one dose of me will have you addicted
To know me is to love me, I
like the hood that we know of
But look, homie, what can I say?
I was just counting the days
As I chill in the haze
Of my spirit on up by Jermaine
When I
are just fans
Put that time in to grands
You'll be feeling like you're 50 cent in no time
Screaming I'm the man
All that hate that your portraying
Ain't
[50 Cent]
It ain't good to good in front of niggas in the hood, right.
It ain't good to good in front of niggas in the hood, right.
Everybody know
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
wrist
All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch
They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks
Soon as they say we
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
pull a fast one
Fifty cent flashin they hate us wit a passion
Mashin, still fresh in three-day old fashion
Your plaid, I'm stripes, together we be
hood
(Fuck the limelight, we rhyme tight, plus snatch the goods)
Yea-yeah my nigga, one rhyme and you fold over
I'm hot-headed 'cause I walk with cold
que el está al lado mío (aha)
Por eso soy un sobreviviente (yeah)
W (It's 50)
50 Cent (aha)
Ferrari F50
Multimillo Records
Yo represento al barrio,
round 30 round 30
Going stupid Goin dumby
50 round 50 round 50
We got ks and glocks and money
30 round 30 round 30
Goin stupid Goin dumby
50 round 50
and pistol
Nah we not mad we missed you
Niggas in the hood
Yea we posted dont stop
I whole sale shit
Lil nigga I got drop
VIP at the show
Im strapped with mop
We open fire for 'em
And if he pull a murder
I get on the stand and lie for him
I got fifty thousand for a murder
I got fifty thousand for a murderer
Keep 'em close to my heart
'cause we the ones that got this shit started
You recollect we used to bust on snitches
Nobody comes before my niggas
Fuck all
50 Cent ciara
I'm focused, man (DarkChild)
You should know this, man
Just one dose of me will have you addicted
To know me is to love me I handle my
the game ain't the same
You might die young
By barely using your brain
Domesticated niggas
Only know one job
They listen to 50 Cent
And think they know how
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
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
Yo, we be going 50/50
I
wife dig me
Game try and hit me
Kick game like 50 cent
Niggas wanna play games I quickly
Mob with a squad that will bang y'all wit' me
And they want
Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo
Timbaland sounds so good
But I might not be ready i don't know
If I spend a 100 grand on the beat
Then we
fondlin' ya bitch, nigga
New York niggas, cocky niggaz like it's all good
Fuck around we Crip walkin' in the wrong hood
I'm fresh up out the slammer, I
money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
You see me sittin' on dubs, that's why you mad chump
Don't make me hit ya up, 50 Cent'll split ya up
I
gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have fifty cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on, see how time fly?
Hate it
that hoe and y'all got fo' kids
Bitches will be bitches as I smash in the Chevy
It's gettin, it's gettin kind of heavy
Bitches will be bitches as I
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