there's something wrong with there hustle I'm eating, I suggest you niggas try this Scrap the plate move the weight I got the itus I'm sick, I'm addicted
You know I have a temper problem!!! You know!!! I talked to L.A. Reid, I said awwwwwwwwwww man!!!!!! L.A. I mean Rick Ross is finished!!!!!!! I mean I
i'm nervous..) And give you all the love I have inside (I'm nervous..) 50 Cent Outro- Now this is all i needed so i can relax I'm home now.. Ma i'm
get met with the beam 'kno'Imean? I'm not a freshman! I'm a senior, year, head of my class! I put a hollowtip head in your ass! You try to jam me, thinking
rhymes to the paper crush I'm not the type that you gonna call ... but I'm a hustler It's all in my blood so ... with the cheese in a minute My smooths
I handle my business Any city any town, touch down I do my thing I'ma hustler baby I provide by any means I'ma great conversationalist, you should know what I'm
me now Forget me not, I rock the spot, check glock Empty off a lickin' off a hip hop Fuck the billboard, I'm a bullet on my block How you dope when you
82 Mad 'cause I'm comin' up and you ain't and I'm buyin' stuff that you can't I ain't 50 Cent but I got bucks in the bank And I got a million dollar
oh) 50 Cent Verse- I'm not gon' waste your time talkin' about shit that you know i'm so hood that even when i try to hide it, it shows i be grindin
game Look mayn, its a hood thang thats why I'm loved in Brooklayn I handle mine just like a real nigga should If I do some time, homie I'm still all good
) lil mama so hood......i fucked yo girl lil mama so fly.......i fucked yo girl man tha pussy was good..i fucked yo girl man i aint gone lie.....i fucked
the money I got plenty (plenty) I still hustle, but I don't cop jewels from any (any) I know a stripper named Jenny (Jenny) I marked a nigga named Vinny
that) Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop G-Unit, somethin' new, somethin' new I'm not that nigga, in your video I'm not a trick, I don't love the
[50 Cent] G Unit! [50 Cent] A, B [Scarlett] You can't fuck with me [50 Cent] C, D [Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets [50 Cent] E, F [Scarlett] Don'
nothing handed took nothing for granted Took nothin from no man, man I'm my own man But as a shorty I looked up to the dope man Only adult man I knew
thing I gots to ask George Washington down in hell can you see me? I'm standin' on your grave and I'm finsta take a pee-pee! Tour guide: Excuse me
not worry 'bout me, I live it raw A hustler with a cause, flippin paper, gotta ball I had to crawl before I walked but now I'm standin tall on em Lookin