been a long time, been a long time comin' Been a long time, been a long time comin' Been a long time, been a long time comin' Been a long time, been a
hoes They learned it from Lil' Kim to let they titties show I'm the King of the South, this is how it really goes Lord knows, I keep all my jewels froze, as long
is played out But holla mine in your next line, and get layed out [50 Cent - Chorus 2] My jewels look so good, and my chain is so heavy I don't know
You say meet me half way Cause brothers been popping that game all day Around the way you're like a neighborhood jewel All the home boys sweat you so
t magic mountain I've been (killing) killing every song that I been spitting on And if I ain't spitting, bet it's something that I written on Can't even say it was a long
Been in this game since 1998 Nigga, take the safety and shit but I'm great Maybe it's fate, destiny, you tell me Damn near ten and that shit been free
't never been intimidated Believe me, and I don't wanna fuckin' breath easy I wanna make it hard for these niggaz So when they can't stand me I'ma make it so
or fake dead, that's the slogan, li'l homie Why you da boss? See I been chosin', li'l homie And I been doin this the old fashioned way Stickin', movin
standing man that's so hard We got all the haters in the club and they be so large Baby mama's all over ya boy so they be so hot I'm nothing like that
, drummer Uh, huh, oh, damn baby, shit How you get all that in them jeans? Never mind that, you hear this? It's that Star Track Clipse, get down, So So
Dupri (Pharrell Williams)] Uh huh, oh Damn baby, shit How you get all that in them jeans? Nevermind that, you hear this? Its that Star Trak Clipse, (get down!) So So
is fire So I'm here and I'm willing to give you whatever it require For you to lay down on your back and then open your thighs Long sharp deep and wide
and the hustlas, some seem some low What the deal daddy, it's all good, get that dough 'Cause a y'all, I praise clothes, jewels and cars Paid dues, been
they see the ass on his girl So they wonderin', why he so mad at the world I take it out on tracks, I R.I.P. it So even to the producer it's hard to I
Pistol in my reach man, still in Long Beach man Hopin if my grind don't help me get out, my speech can I been in the streets longer than Yao Ming's wingspan
've been, thinkin' I'm a jerk Cryin' out to God, tryin' to make this work Girl you must've been, stayin' with a fool Loving somebody that could be so cruel Well you must've been
screamin holla out Ya secret whereabouts, so they can come and air ya out And took the throne, down the shoot dead and gone The struggle goes on, so hold down
can never defeat) That causes the conflict of you goin' against your own (The Gods) You hear me, so let's pay attention Straight up and down, 'cause