Ice And 9 times outta 10, I was pissy when I was with you But they don't make a liquor strong enough for me kiss you, nah [Chorus] [50 Cent] I don't
brains [Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent IN CAPS) These niggaz don't really want war (nah) They just walk around frontin Cause I walk around stuntin Why you think the long pump is
[50 Cent] You can hum all you want to Cum all you want to But I ain't gon' want you If nobody wants you You like the smiles n the dimples on my face
Lloyd Banks), 50 Cent (50 Cent) G-UNIT (G-Unit), and here we go! {*background singing of "you should be here," throughout intro and the song*} [50 Cent
't want alone time, I just wanna fuck [Tony Yayo - talking in background of chorus] 50 Cent, Yayo, featuring Hope, uh huh As we proceed, uh [50 Cent
that? I smell pussy. Is that you Irv? I smell pussy. Is that you Ja? I smell pussy. Is that you Black? I smell pussy. Is that you Tah? Y'all niggas is
over to Bubba Sparxxx & Jadakiss' "They Ain't Ready") [Intro - 50 Cent talking] Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo [Chorus 1 - 50 Cent, imitating
[Intro] New York City (New York City), you are now rackin' with 50 Cent (with 50 Cent) Are you ready? (are you ready?) (*gun cocks*) I said are you ready
be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before [Verse One] 50 Cent
many (many), a CEO named Giddy (Giddy) 50 is so witty, 50 is so high (high) 50 got the fuckin' hood on lock (lock, what) [ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again) Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news Tony Yayo in the house, bad news 50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50
) The man was crazy I could tell by his look Cause he looked the way I look When I look for a jooks Bitch Motherfucker Teamwork, work hard nigga 50 cent
Redd Spyder, is that 50 Cent Pac joint ready? Let me know, holla There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see That's gon' make it hard to smile in the future
old wit' the new y'all can't do That, for the simple track y'all dudes is wack, all you rap about Is bustin' your gun, when the truth is you don't even
get touchy QB/Southside, if you wanted to Trestle Man your man is hot, you dont wanna get next to Like 50's beef is mine and mine is his See this
a scene from soft porn Before it pop, make me sign a disclaimer Try to get me on some pop shit these chicks will frame you But, in any event, keep fuckin' with 50 it make cents Cents
a scene from soft porn Before it pop, make me sign a disclaimer Try to get me on some pop shit these chicks will frame ya But, in any event, keep fuckin' with 50 it make cents Cents
niggas fold The shit I kick, fuck with niggas mentally Makes them wanna mention me And see me doing a quarter century in the penitentiary Nastradamus predicted 50's the future