you see it you'd better believe it ..came up and then I change up I'm in the house with the .. Did it go how it suppose to go. Chorus: I'm in the
[Chorus] Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, we out though, we out though Cocaine, heroin, we 'bout dough, we 'bout dough Cops coming, we runnin', we out yo
a 150 thou Yeah, that shit should add up to about 5.4 I be right back, I'm finna go get dressed Tell tha nigga to gas up tha jet [Chorus: T.I.] I stay
free to lose your mind Then get high, get money, get sex, get real all intertwined Oh yah, this is stadium music 50,000 at a time (Chorus) Let's get
50 Cent 1#: Shorty I got a thang for that thang she got, I know just what to say and do to get her hot once I get her going, I don't want her to stop,
I'm pimpin' where I'm winnin', that's just how I'm chillin' I'm smokin' gray sacily' chickens, Corvette painted lemon It;s Gucci! [Chorus] Lemons on
escalator. At the Dome, on the 50 Ima throw it, you da center. When you hike it, Ima spike it. Girl dont act like you don't like it. Chorus (Bobby
this that 50, 50 shit I'm wealthy and I'm Healthy so cut off that lame you kick it wit ( CHORUS ) (
[Chorus: Myalansky] Thug war, fights in streets, open the drug store Money is power, give me your's, we break laws Faggot cats claiming their crooks Soon
neck full of iceicles im a dime you other chickas need a nickel who that in the phantom (kimmy!) or maybe in that mazarati or that S1-50 or in that bulgatti
And the DJ's playing them hits Oh this my jam, this my shit We don't know a word to a verse All we know is the chorus 'Cause the chorus repeats the same
. & you know that I got some more haters with me. might hit up thisis50, MTV, hit up BET . Tell'em pretty pretty please , don't play Nicki . [CHORUS
-ggas for dead, let em have a bleed off 44 to the head, will tear a n-gga meat off won't show any emotions when he let the heat off [Chorus] [50 Cent
to lose your mind, And get high, get money, get sex, get real, all intertwined Oh yeah, this is stadium music, 50,000 at a time Chorus: Leta??s get right
[Intro:] Dre, niggas think we're bullshittin'! [gun cocks] Yeah! Yeeaaaah! [Chorus:] Nigga try me son, he best have the heat on him! Want my eyes closed
[Chorus: 50 Cent] I don't really think she want me back then She want me nowwwww She can play games all she wants, she cannot pretend She like my styyyyyle
blow a lil' somethin Now shorty got a thing for me she feel like I'm the shit My guess is I'm the kind of nigga she wanna be with [Chorus: Lloyd Banks (50
walk that Blue Yankee cap back, fuck around get CLAPPED AT I sleep with the stainless I walk with the stainless Man everybody know about 50 I'm famous