Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga that crack me He aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog
Übersetzung: 50 Cent. 50 bar.
IT, GO!) [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, yeah, uhh, G-G-G-G you know! Uhh.. the game took a turn crazy, it's all gravy Thanks to 50 Cent and Shady, they gon' play
since I lost my mama There ain't a cop that can stop me My posse is cocky and they don't wait until they drop me I'm loyal to the game {CHORUS: 50 Cent
long son? [Lloyd Banks] 50, calm down, here he come [9 Shots] [Banks and 50] Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!? [50 Cent] Ahh! son, pull up! pull up! [50 Cent
be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before [Verse One] 50 Cent
: (feat. Tony Yayo) [50 Cent:] Nights like this I wish Rain drops would fall a all 5 heartbeats left One last deep breath Freeze [Verse 1: 50 Cent]
: [50 Cent] Unh, yeah..I like the way this feel right here yo...turn me up in the head phones just a lil' bit yeah.. [50 Cent + (Lloyd Banks)] There
I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give you what you need (One, two...) It's all fucked up now What the fuck y'all gonna do now? [50 Cent] + (P. Diddy
: [50 Cent] Yeah, Shady, Hahahaha G G G G G G G G-Unit [Eminem] Here we go again [50 Cent] Does it make you mad when I switch my flow? You can
plains, all these lames, since the Slaughter's came up Cause they know they hands tied, feet ball and chained up N-ggas be quick to call me the new 50 Cent
dich durch den Takt rauf und runter wie Rollercoaster, deine Clique sind Sissys und reiten mein' Dick wie Fans, du machst die Million, Sucker, ich hole mir 50 Cent
Independence 62 destroyers 61 kings 60 seconds 59 cents 58 round trips 57 channels 56 members 55 weeks 54 edges 53 first pilots 52 white keys 51 jeans 50
: 50 Cent: ?Ey yo whats up. It's the kid 50 Cent. You are now tuned in to my man Kool Savas. Optik Boom. Destroy the German Dream, ya heard? G-G-G-
-S,Miss I'm gonna' keep talkin' shit till you get this I'm gonna' bust up in the club wit' no guest list Them otha' artist, I keep em' all restless I don't french kiss unless it's 50 cent
a knick Smoke lye like Alchemist, Evidence Hella spliffs, hella piff, B-Real and Snoop mix Cocky like 50 Cent, humble like Common Sense Confident, doin
these plains, all these lames, since the Slaughter's came up Cause they know they hands tied, feet ball and chained up N-ggas be quick to call me the new 50 Cent