: [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
dough Cops coming, we runnin', we out yo, we out yo F-ck you thought we was trickin', get out ho, get out ho [50 Cent - Verse 1] I smile when that money
[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
[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
Niggas Ready? Come On Let's Go Handle That Braaaa Stick Em, Ha Ha Ha Stick Em Braaaa Stick Em, Ha Ha Ha Stick Em [50 Cent:] Robbery, Homicide, Fuck that
: (feat. Justin Timberlake, Timbaland) Something special, Unforgetable, 50 Cent (cent), Justin (tin), Timbaland (land), god damn (damn) She she, she
to leave now we can do it right here [Chorus] [50 Cent] The way you move (the way you move) You make me lose (you make me lose) All control (all control
: (feat. Olivia) [50 Cent (Olivia) Intro] Yeah.. 50.. Olivia.. We Both Think Alike.. (We Both Think Alike) [50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus] Now shorty we
: (feat. Spider Loc & Lloyd Banks) [Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] Nigga things, change, dem stay the same Now watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harder
From the Benz to the lobby, from the lobby til the door If you ain't with the program, now you got to go (go) [50 Cent:] There's always folks, moving
doin' you things, holla [50 Cent] Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me out Now piece by piece we put it all together Time to get this dough nigga, it's
: [Intro] New York City (New York City), you are now rackin' with 50 Cent (with 50 Cent) Are you ready? (are you ready?) (*gun cocks*) I said are you
man its gotta rain That whole loose? is ill You better crack the whip mang (Chorus - 50 Cent) A pimp aint a pimp with no hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin dough (dough
: repeat 2X] I change places, to prevent catchin' the cases Races, in the faces, hall at you laces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this (50 Cent
: [50 Cent] Yo, you know what I want? I want the beat to drop right..now niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right? you are crazy.. I ain't crazy... you are
Lo) [50 Cent:] yeah [Chorus: 50 Cent] Bitch what you know about?.. Grippin' fo' fo's Poppin' fo' fos Pimpin' them hos Nigga what you know about?.. Gettin
