'll never do shit, that's that Fuck it I quit, suck on a dick, jackass I'm done with this wack ass rap, kiss my black ass, 50 Cent Nah, 'em, tell 'em
: Beyonce] (* 50 Cent intro in background *) Go shawty, it's yo' birthday We gon party like it's yo' birthday We gon sip Bacardi like it's yo
behalf of 50 Cent, this is G-Unit West Now stomp, G-G-G-Unit, now stomp, G-G-G-Unit I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass stomp Watch how I
wanna act out I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out That's a real nigga for ya [Chorus: 50 Cent] (2x) We the realest nigga 50 Cent and
, I'm gonna hit 'em harder (Harder, harder) 50 Cent, G-Unit (50 Cent, G-Unit) DJ Clue, Early (DJ Clue, Early) (Yo, I'm over here chillin' wit my man 50 Cent) (50 Cent
see an ol' G You ask about me, the young boy don't back down Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid Must decease existin' little nigga, now listen Yo mami, yo
'm gone school you niggas, prepare for class Yo I peep where your puns at, peep where you pumped that Money you tryin' to stack I spent it on blunt wraps Word to my mother nigga 50 fuckin' Cent
{*GUNSHOT*} Yo Redd Spyder (ooh-wee) is that 50 Cent/Pac joint ready? {*gun cocking*} Let me know, holla [2Pac - from the song "Smile"] There's gon'
like the Asian FEDs couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion (Chorus) Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yo The
want it 50 Cents ain't fuckin' around Track Masters ain't fuckin' around Crazy Cat ain't fuckin' around The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets Watch
I want it 50 Cents ain't fucking around Track Masters ain't fucking around Crazy Cat ain't fucking around The Madd Rapper aint fucking around So watch your backs, watch your pocket book Watch your pockets, watch
If a bitch don't like me Somethin' wrong with the bitch (fuck that bitch) Why... oh why... why... you wanna fuck with me now? Yo Dave, that shit come
high, well we gonna get high then This shit right here is drugs, ya'll for sell baby 50 Cent uh, take it how you wanna take it nigga [Verse 1] Yo aiyyo
on the weekday Niggaz backed up, slugs to the gut, that'll bet him up Gettin fed thru his arm in a hospital wil slim him up Get it thru yo head, 50 Cent
Yea, 50cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit (Lloyd Banks) This rap shit plays a major part in my life So if u jeopordize it i got the right To send a
t like me somethin's wrong with the bitch...(fuck that bitch) (Dave Hollister singing) Why...oh why...why..you wanna fuck with me now? (Fifty talking) Yo
act out I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin' back out [Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X] We the realest nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Don't
Yo, LA niggaz are the rowdy niggaz New Orleans niggaz is rowdy nigga D.C. niggaz is some rowdy niggaz New York Niggaz is the fucking wildest nigga Yo