Letras:
2Cents Get What

's a brand new world We get what? Get what? Get what? Get what? If you came to fall in love baby You're outta luck Cause everybody here just came to get

's a brand new world We get what? Get what? Get what? Get what? If you came to fall in love baby You're outta luck Cause everybody here just came to get

wanna live This should'ntcan come beneif You now if I can freeze my self On the freeout now tell me what's this really abou How your head get suffer of

.I:] Drive a brown parkin center The king from the emma[? ] The room with the boom in the booth, I deliver The hottest, you prolly too small to acknowledge you Impossible to copy like what

10 cent wifey Cool as a 10 cent icey That'll fit in vince nicely Let 'em get close Tell 'em play dimmy Imma get swazy, you can get ghost Well, F-A-Beezy

real!) They call it murder They call it murder They call it murder They call it murder (Nigga, don't cross the real!) [Verse 2:] What type of bitch

50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent Why you tryin to play The Game, with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent Can't play The Game with only 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent So why

went window shoppin and bought 2 Bentleys I'm in the drivers seat, motherfucker don't tempt me Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause your scared to come get me Cuz know whats

know what's goin on like i hear Marvin No school books they use that wood to build coffins Whenever I'm in the booth and i get exhausted I think what