and Still Lying Its 50 cent starring as Game Sort of biographic, I hope you enjoy yourself [Verse 1 - 50 Cent] 50 calling me crazy, I may be just maybe I?m gangster
crib, you know who droppin dimes [Chorus 2: 50 Cent] You say you a gangsta but you neva pop nuttin We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin
: 50 Cent] It's 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50 Break it down I got a lot of living to do before I die And I ain't got tyme to waste Let's make it [50 Cent] You
its like a gold mine for my man to take nine and bounce right back he gotta be like Michael Myers (3) this shit must be a sign, these labels must be
that This is serious, these rap niggas, I'm just havin fun with it 50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat [50 Cent] My son ask "Daddy why carry a gun, you ain't a
was poppin' guns I think about poppin' a gun, and then get the lump sum Grampa my role model, yousta suck on a bottle A pint a Crown Royal, make your
Ain't Ready") [Intro - 50 Cent talking] Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo [Chorus 1 - 50 Cent, imitating Timbaland] Timbaland sounds so good
thang like she knew me Can't stand a booshie hoe, a booshie hoe can't enthuse me or amuse me Can't stand a groupie, cause a groupie's purpose is usually
sellin' niggas keys By the threes [Hi-C:] I'm a G [Sosa:] A G [Hi-C:] Made a G [Sosa:] A G [Hi-C:] Twenty five for a G [Sosa:] A G [Hi-C:] In them fuckin
niggaz, G-Unit in this motherfucker (it's the Unit) Aiyyo 50, aiyyo this nigga barely breathin nigga! [50 Cent: x2] It won't be long 'fore you dead...
crack Look at me now bitch, you don't know how rich Lloyd Banks, yayo, 50 cent, game nigga, or I'll get Solute a soldier when you see me And I ain't one
a bitch Bring her back to the telly to issue some dick Hook up with Juve and Skip, go and get me a brick And get ready for next Sunday to snatch a new
I got to have it like a rabbit Fuck her like a champ I tell you nigger I'm a pro with these high school tramps They say young minds, make good times See I'm a
50 Cent talking] Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo [Chorus 1 - 50 Cent, imitating Timbaland] Timbaland sounds so good, but I might not be ready
knick knack pattywack, give a dog a bone Im still down to sell crack got a fiends home God bless the child with a flawless flow Say gave a nigga the
or a crip, I'm doing my own thang Shit, I done started my own gang I don't go that funny dance, I don't throw gang signs But I'm a gangsta to the core
50 Or D-Twizzie, Obie and just let it be or we'll be back with a Gatman There's a problem, I'ma solve it A nigga movin' around With a big ass revolver
me Can't stand a booshie hoe, a booshie hoe can't enthuse me or amuse me Can't stand a groupie, cause a groupie's purpose is usually to use me They usually