man double it up When my label wouldn't drop my shit Ain't get mad I went got them bricks I had a jacob like 50 cent In '04 got my paper acts in me nigga
(feat. 50 Cent) [Verse 1] Crip niggaz, Blood niggaz, Essay's, Asians, Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, White Boyz, Jamaicans, Latin Kingz, Disciples, Vicelords
kids 100's Drop top Phantom got him sick in his stomach [50 Cent:] Nigga it's Boo-Boo But you can call me 50 Fuck with me the police will have to get
[50 Cent] I, know, you, know I'm, on, fiiiii-re [Chorus: 50 Cent] If, you don't know, who I be You betta ask somebooooody about me Oh - you wanna
Niggas Ready? Come On Let's Go Handle That Braaaa Stick Em, Ha Ha Ha Stick Em Braaaa Stick Em, Ha Ha Ha Stick Em [50 Cent:] Robbery, Homicide, Fuck that
G.:] Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion! {SOUTHSIDE! } [50 Cent:] I know my momma wish she got a fucking abortion! [gunshot] [50 Cent:] I try
Intro: 50 Cent] Yeah! 50! I make it feel brand new! [kids ovation] Guess what they tell me... [scratches] {BRING IT BACK! } [gunshot] [Intro: 50 Cent] Yeah! 50
] [Interlude: 50 Cent] Ayo pull that back, man! Ayo play that again man, youkno'msayin'? [Intro: 50 Cent] I'm number one! [kids ovation] {"THISIS50.COM"! } Yeah! [50 Cent
[50 Cent] AOWWWW~! It hurts... Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah - YEAH!! D's tryin to plant a murder on me In the precinct they sayin I done murdered homey I
[Intro: 50 Cent] What you sayin boy, boy? (boy) Ha ha! Said what you sayin boy, boy? (boy) [Chorus: 50 Cent] See, the weak get walked on, the soft get
[Verse 1: 50 Cent] I run the show now, I got the blow now You wanna hold now? You can come cop Im on the low now, I got the fo' pound Incase a mother
[50 Cent] Ay nigga tell 'em where you from! Southside, I'm a Southside nigga what Nigga stunt, you know I tear a nigga up [Chorus] They say I'm grimy
[50 Cent] Unh, yeah..I like the way this feel right here yo...turn me up in the head phones just a lil' bit yeah.. [50 Cent + (Lloyd Banks)] There ain
] I still be riding through the 'hood Into Compton, it's all good From Southside Queens to Inglewood We representin' like we should [50 Cent] I'm hot
baby) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes I'm 50 Cent
Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!) Ha ha... Chorus: 50 Cent It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN Everywhere I go
all you niggas out there, thinking you the nicest Me 50, I'm ya motherfucking mid-life crisis (50 Cent talking) Southside, alright baby, 50 Cent, Noreaga, Trackmasters, teflon (Chorus - 50 Cent
[Verse 1: 50 cent] Imagine I was broke right now Saying damn, where my friends go Cat burgler style, I'm coming through your window Bitch I'm so focused