at least saying goodbye So All my people on the left, all my people on the right Swing one last time Fifty cent! Come on! 50 Cent: Bounce now Hands
its about a hot beat, a hot beat its about a hot beat, a hot beat a hot hot hot beat and a catchy hook a hot hot hot beat and a catchy hook nobody gives
[Male voice talking] Right now with the situation gettin' better So I'm doin' you things, holla [50 Cent] Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me out Now
see the logo tatted on my neck The same one I'm autographin' on the chest Put your bottles in the air for Yayo, he on House Arrest And on behalf of 50 Cent
wanna leave the game without At least saying goodbye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Swing one last time Eminem: 50 cent, come on! 50 Cent
don't put a tag on a broken heart Just put a toe-tag on your mark And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend You better watch where you
a rap song Im the fan with the illegal strap on Teflon n a wife beater n black on Its on! [50 Cent talking..] Wassup? this the kid 50 Cent man
don't put a tag on a broken heart Just put a toe-tag on your mark And rule number 11, you pulled a body but you not a legend You better watch where you
money slow up, I'll run up on you niggaz I'm on the edge, I'm just waitin' on a nigga to push me Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin' at pussy
go and eat your dinner off a bigger plate Your stomachs ache while he's loungin at the big estate And he hops in a 100 thousands with a Nigga's gate
game Without atleast sayin good-bye So all my people on my left All my people on my right swing one last time 50 Cent come on! [Verse 3] [50 Cent] Bounce
go and eat your dinner off a bigger plate Your stomachs ache while he's loungin at the big estate And he hops in a 100 thousand with a Nigga's gate
50 Cent] Does it make you mad when I switch my flow? You can't understand how I get my dough 50 Cent I'm on fire cause Shady said so I'm on fire
dance Come on over when ya sick of ya man And we can chill, that's the way I am, the way I am I don't know that girl, I just met her Sippin' on sour Amoretta She gon' do her thing a
I refuse to dap Anyway, I hear a rumor; he ain't beefin, what a lame He didn't even diss 50 back when 50 Cent called out his name I asked some girls
, I?m a A-Town rider, I?ll lay a nigga down, (ahh nigga what?s up) I ain?t aimin at your legs, I?ma put it to your head, leave your brains on the ground
reach and I'll put a dot on ya head like its part of yo religion Why party wit a pigeon? I'm blowin a 10 'cause Bush handin flyers for a party in a prison