Get Rich or Die Tryin'

"Aye you want some of this shit" "Naw, I don't want that shit" "I don't give a fuck, I don't play dat shit" "And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a nigga" "Man SHUT the fuck up" "Whoa slow down, slow down

I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading,'cause I know where I've been Flows, bones, crushing it's nothing I come up with something Come through your strip, fronting, st

[Verse 1] I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me My gat talk for me, blow, what up homie? My watch saying hi shorty we can be friends My whip saying quit playing bitch get in My earring saying we can hit the mall together Shorty it's only ri

50 Cent - What Up Gangsta? ★ G-Unit (What) We in here (What) We can get the drama popping We don't care (What, what, what) It's going down (What) 'Cause I'm around (What) 50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down) What up, blood? (What) What up, Cuz? (

[Intro] Nobody likes me, but that's okay Cause I don't like y'all anyway And I don't like y'all anyway, fuck all y'all! I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me My gat talk for me, blow, what up homie The bitches who don't know me, they wanna

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go shawty- ish yo birthday we gon party like ish yo birthday We gon sip bacardy like ish yo birthday and u noe we dun give a fuck if that's yo birthday You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the extac

I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit Nigga I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit Give me some dro, purple haze, and some chocolate Give me a du

G-Unit, UTP Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha G-Unit, UTP, G-Unit, UTP G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent, get 'em bucked 50 Cent, that's my name Man I ain't fuckin' playin' I move on you wit' that Mac mayn (Mac mayn) Come off, now watch your chain Fo' I blow out your brains Shel

(Uh huh) I know you like my style (Uh huh) You like how I break it down (Uh huh) I know you like style (Uh huh) You like how I break it down I know you like my style (Uh huh) You like how I break it down Wanna get rich I'll show you how Wanna get ric

Yea, ha ha, yea, yea If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure t

New York City... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? Drop dead. [mumbles:] Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop "G UNIT" "Somthin new" I'm not that nigga in your vi

Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! G-UNIT! Ha ha... It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big eno

NYPD, LAPD, NYPD When it's on, that's who you get, huh? NYPD, LAPD, NYPD That's your motherfuckin' click, huh? NYPD, LAPD, NYPD You a motherfuckin' snitch, huh? NYPD, LAPD, NYPD Niggaz wanna shine like me (me), rhyme like me (me) Then walk around wit

I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell Gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choo

Artist: 50 Cent f/Eminem Song: ＂Patiently Waiting ＂ hey em you know you my favorite white boy right?? hahaaah i owe you for this one i been patiently waitin for a track to explode on (yeah) you can stunn if you want and yo ass＇ll get rolled on (its 5

WHOOO! Yea, It's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari, F-50, Break it down. I got a lot of livin, to do before I die, And I ain't got time to waste. Let's make it. You say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin, You say you a wanksta, then you need to stop frontin. Y

(Chorus) I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P (Repeat) (Verse 1) Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars She got a thing for t

New York City, You are now rappin' with 50 Cent You gotta love it I just wanna chill and twist a lot Catch sunshine in my 745 You drive me crazy, shorty I Need to see you and feel you next to me I'll provide everything you need and I Like your smile,

Man we gotta go get something to eat man I'm hungry as a motherfucker Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son? 50, calm down, here he come Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!? Ahh! son, pull up! pull up! Many Men 歌手:50 Cent 唱片<Many Men> Many men, wish