, it don't bother me Roosevelt 'til I'm dust, I.G.T. [Chorus: ?] What ch'all wanna do, make money? Or make cents But it makes sense to make money, and
a bag of bud I bet I bust I bet I bust (I, I) I bet I bust I bet I, I bet I, (bust) I bet I bust I bet I bust (I, I) Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes
chick I bone Can't leave the dick alone So I know It's one of them everytime I flip my phone [BRIDGE] RE-RE-REMIX! [50 Cent] I'm the topic in every
don't want no beef, don't make me put the peace song R.I.P. You don't want no beef, don't make me put the peace song, you don't walk the peace song.
and bust doors I ain't goin back to jail nigga that what I flush for My money or my glock who do I trust more? I don't know it's probably the one that
Angelesss - it's my town nigga! I got a place where bodies don't get found nigga Where the dead sleep and ghost don't make a sound nigga The real 50 Cent
Nigga I'll smack that ho like I'm Jackie-O Cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don'
: (feat. T.I.) [50 Cent] I never said anything, I never take anything back [Young Buck] Well you kinda heard me speaking "You ain't a crip like Snoop
Told you niggaz when I met you I'ma rider And if I got a die I'd rather homicide I ain't have 50 Cent when my grandma died Now I'm goin' back to Cali
me slay dem faggots. G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-UNOT! Hahahaha Pop off nigga, Hahahaha, Pop off It's me, The G-A-M-E, gone
in Cashville I'm good when I come through, So i don't gotta tuck in my chain like DJ Poo, I'm gangsta more like Deebo when he was Zeus, Play bishop I
my Air Max 95s Told Banks when i met him imma ride And if I gotta die rather homicide I ain't have 50 Cent when my Grandmomma died Now i'm goin back
shit pop off Somebody gon' get laid the fuck out They call me new money, say I have no class I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast The hell if I care, I
and I keep on runnin' I ain't Nelly but my desert eagles on girl Just dropped bail traveling the world When I sign my deal I said fuck jail I went on
Nigga I'll smack that ho like I'm Jackie-O Cuz I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't
I told Dre from the gate "I'd carry the heat for ya" First mix tape song I inherited beef for ya Gritted my teeth for ya, G-G-G-G for ya Put Compton on
, i'm ready to die and all this hennesey'll make a nigga crash the G-5 catch me at a stop sign, niggah i ain't drunk, i'm gangsta i pop mine leave
