rounds Wit my mind on my mansion I'm smashin' up out the town You thought I was a hog but wait 'til I clown now Basharini believe me Still servin' three for the 50
the topic in every barbershop and beauty salon Cause these other niggas that rap ain't on the shit that I'm on Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a
Twenty-four seven i'm in trouble for nothin', To the laws on the topic of the daily discussion Blood pumpin and rushin I gotta struggle to survive I be
Twenty-four seven i'm in trouble for nothin', To the laws on the topic of the daily discussion Blood pumpin and rushin I gotta struggle to survive I
If you get caught in the crossfire they have to throw you off the block I get 'dro by the pickle jar These broke niggas wanna get the star So I don't keep the four
"50's so crazy" [Chorus] [Interlude 2X] [50 Cent] Girl I want you to give me what you got then give me more Baby you could start on top or all fours
get bizzy [Chorus - repeat 2X] [50 Cent] Yeah I gave Just a buck-fifty, ask him if I cut niggaz Shootouts in Bedford, ask them if I bucked niggaz In four
through MAMA BITCHIN in and out the kitchen With probable causeS, PAPA WAS IN AND out OF prison You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours We got more four
Chorus) 2x This aint serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger 50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga? [50
her headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth Brooks Hahahaha, 50 sing the hook [Chorus: 50 Cent
it in know what I'm sayin nigga feel me nigga we just hit a lick nigga gotta bout 50 more years nigga and I wanted to go fuck with a nigga who broke bread
applause for it. Peace treaty for like a week if chief and them call for it. 100 and 50 deep and the streets saying ya'll broke it. But what started
Pointed at your temple with the intent to kill And end your existance, M-E-T Aint no use for resistance, H-O-D [Verse Four: Redman] I bees the ultimate
this to you man Cause my man 50 Gran' told me straight up and down man I ain't 'sposed to love no ho! Knahmsayin'? I tried to tell her 50! I got three
, nigga [King Gordy] I'm in a crack house sweatin with my side of the door nailed to the floor As I pull my four four The cops ain't gettin in Got crack
me for 50? Bling bling, now I belong to a Japanese And they was quick to throw me in the magazines I make money (huh?) I never broke down, fools trippin
break you off 'Til your love come down on them walls I'm extremely focused when I'm strokin' I bet I'll get you open I'll leave your headboard broken
