Lyrics:
50 cent or someone else
They do what everyone else
Does even if it doesn’t fit where
And who they are but
You get nowhere that way your
Energy is weak
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
you Make It To See 21
[50 Cent:]
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give
the sauce and the thrill make the bill worse
One hitter hit me up saying can I ask you something quickly
He asked can I get your two cents? here's 50
Get rich
Counting by quarters
Counting by quarters
Now you start with a quarter, that's 25 cents
Add another quarter, that's 50 cents
Four quarters is
at?)
Remix
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it, everybody got it, uh
Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school
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
cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold
This is the remix
This is the remix
Go ahead replay it
This is the remix
Omarion
Girl, I really wanna work this
(50 Cent-talking over beat)
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha wha
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
Yung rich nation
You know we international
We put a whole lot of work in
And it paid off
I put my bitches to work
I put my pistol to work
I put my
on the Banjee (skrrt skrrt)
Had to park it 4 by 4 Mercedes Jeep
Wide body check (wide), wide body check (yeah)
Answer all the calls (yeah), 'cause it might be
45, 50, 55, 60, stop!
Ten and two, right?
That's twelve fingers, and twelve times five is sixty
See how it works?
Now you may notice that if you
New Shit tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon
Bump Dat niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it to 'em where they pump at
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Work For It (remix)- 张靓颖 (Jane Zhang)/Migos
Lyrics Written - Garrick Smith
Composed - Symphony Green
Shock my body
Light up the fire
Can you ignite
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
before
It wasn't like this before
50 Cent, I'm makin hit's now
Don't try an act like you ain't heard
I'm the shit now some bitches changed
'cause they
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I state
"You know what you do
right here by pinnacle
Prepping da baggie Fifty Da minimum
Purchase n peep How I'm pimpin it's pivotal
People Pretend Not to pay me my principal
Pretty
we get down (hey)
Remix, Dale!
Okay, shawty, what's happenin'? (happenin')
Girl let's get this thing crackin (crackin')
You just bend it on over
You don't wanna see us do em Dirty like we always do em
But this is the only thing we know and so we gotta do it
Write it spit it record it remix it
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
this music
I love my fans (I love my fans)
I don't read the Bible, big books in my pants (big books in my pants)
And I got power, no fifty cents in my
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