Lyrics:
want a bite of this, everything is cool
You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew
Nigga, live by your rep but I ain't takin shit
way over here bro
I ain't gotta follow you
Amma father who?
Amma father you
Point taken
Mostly I would get so mistaken as a 25 year old kid
With
publicist got betta connects and I don't 'give a damn'
About the fuckin the spot that you rep and I don't 'give a damn'
If you roll 50 deep for respect and I
Third, you caught me with your date
That was no mistake
Good things come to those who wait
So if you waitin' on them 'Tics, huh
They gon' be late
In your
hard 'cause you rep the same name
But all them same names will leave you in a damn flame
But when I got you by my side
I feel like everything's alright
I
it drop
I need the whole 30. Fuck it 32. Just grab the 50 ima bust it too
Pull up to yo hood, and buss at you. Talkn crazy, u gon buss at who?
30
it
Then I got right to it and got this bitch shaking
Bitch in my bed and I got this bih shaking
Who are we kidding you niggas is playing
Won’t even
What im gone do
Step
Wherever i choose
That's word to my jewels
All of my goons rep
She sending nudes
While you in her views
She by pool wet
Fuck up
whammies
Still thugged out with the white tees fuck-a-nigga who don't like me
I got nine biscuits for the dog that try to bite me
I'm still rowdy
Nigga
whammies
Still thugged out with the white tees fuck-a-nigga who don't like me
I got nine biscuits for the dog that try to bite me
I'm still rowdy
Nigga
cents is free
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
'Cause we need a little
cannot get a cent from me
You ain't put in on this road to riches no you trippin' now who got you gassed money
Pedal to medal 'cause I cannot settle for
that’ll lift you off the pavement
Always on that dank shit. If you speak my language
Spark up conversation. Verbal with the herbals
Breaking down a eighth
Yo, yo, yo
What the fuck poppin' man
This the Drama King man
Yo who there, who dat, who there man?
(Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent nigga)
Muthafucka,
is bent
Count up every cent
You want money
It get honey
Don't get bitchy
That's suspicious
I wanna do what I wanna do
But ma's rent don't get paid by
[Originally by 50 Cent]
No shorty, it's Beyonce,
We gonna' party like, it's ya birthday,
We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday
So put ya drink
niggas heard of you
St. Louis niggas is rowdy rowdy
Cleveland niggas is bout it bout it
50 Cent ain't gonna kill ya nigga, don't get doubted
Got
shipe, go by the rule, shipe
Drop everything where you stand nigga,
Give it all up, like a man nigga
You workin with somethin, nigga bring me
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
And called him Jim
You have already met her. She is Della
Della finished her crying and cleaned the marks of it from her face
She stood by the window
and fuck a
Check up with my niggas your mans fell off
Now he claimin' he a killer?
Boy, you broke, nigga, you a joke
Free my nigga Big P, rest in peace
Cent's vest
From G-Unit, all I need is three unit's
Can't see me
But I'm the illest cat you seen do this
I be movin’ with disciples
And you a pre-Judas
Colli park
Who
Mike Jones
Who
Mike Jones
Smurf
You did the fool with this one baby
I got hurricane chris (say girl, say girl)
And right now
thousand for a murder
I got fifty thousand for a murderer
I got twenty bodies on this burner
Hangin' with a bitch, you never heard of her
I got fifty
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