the topic in every barbershop and beauty salon Cause these other niggas that rap ain't on the shit that I'm on Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a
was flippin them orders In that '02 porsche truck weavin through borders I was through flippin quarters When I made my first mil I'm about a dollar 50
Chucks Bad Boyyyyy, and I fuck with Puff So bring the guns if you want nigga; I'm real good with the glock And 50 G's say you leave in a box When I fuck
Weave in and out of traffic from Compton to Bed-Stuy It's the kid from the far West I, oh, shit He know how to do more than flip pies Get money like them
at we can flip that Lemme put you on the game. I show you where the bloods at where the crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they bitch at [
them bills my pockets obese but I keep my poise Polo on my body to the sneaks is what them Franklins do Got her over 90 flip that bitch for way over two
it) [Yung Joc:] Ill get your mind off ties Cause the hustla don't stop If your girl don't chew then my name ain't Joc The money don't flip then the block
it) Yung Joc: Ill get your mind off ties Cause the hustla don't stop If your girl don't chew then my name ain't Joc The money don't flip then the block
: [Intro: 50 Cent (Governor)] Look at what they did to me, they burn me, they turn me (they turn meee!) Into an animal! - They flipped son, they burn
: [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
I can serve 'em by the pound Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip Baby girl tell me you can handle it [Chorus] [50 Cent] Now are you really ready
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Nigga roll that good shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high [VERSE 1: 50 CENT
I summersault bricks Black talents start flyin, when a nigga flip I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50
I summersault bricks Black talons start flyin, when a nigga flip I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me Man my cold days, they called me chef boy r 50
head only think with his dick Fake love.. So my friends enemies and my enemies be friends Dont show no love, don't pretend [Verse] 50 got Yayo gettin
: (feat. Mobb Deep) [Havoc Intro] Yeah [50 Cent Intro] Oh Yeah.. What the fuck you lookin at shorty?! Hahaha... You don't want it lil' nigga.. [50
you move it, Go ahead put ya back into it, Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it, Shake... shake... shake that ass girl. [Verse 1] Go, Go, Go, 50
hotter then ya oven I'ma New Yorker but I sound southern And we sip DP till the Don stop bubblin After we play, ok, got to ya husband [Chorus: 50 Cent] [50
