50 Cent - Remain Calm Lyrics

50 Cent - Remain Calm Lyrics

[50 Cent - Verse 1]
Try to remain calm, you’re fucking with a don
Pocket full of green, green in the bong
That bitch with the bow leg stance turning me on
Two little timepiece?
Niggas still want me dead like Osam’
But they aint gon’ make, they come at me wrong
Them niggas all workers I smack the shit out they’re bosses
Ferrari, I’m stronger than 5 hundred horses
Money is power, you niggas better wake up
My earrings blinking, that’s old shit from Jacob
Add it up, 4 plus 4 that’s 8 carats
You can’t run and get ya ?, you aint got it
Blackjack we do that, 10 grand a hand
You could get shot fucking with Floyd that’s my man
Billionaire brotherhood, we call this the money team
Pinky ring flawless, my God I’m gorgeous

[Hook]
Remain calm, you’re fucking with a don
Remain calm, hoe, remain calm
Remain calm, you’re fucking with a don
Remain calm, don’t ring the alarm
Remain calm, you’re fucking with a don
Remain calm, nigga, remain calm
Remain calm, you’re fucking with a don
Remain calm, this a Al Qaeda bomb

[Snoop Dogg]
I’m chillin’ like a villain while I’m dealin’ I am
Rulin’ while I’m coolin’ with my tool in my hand
Post up, coast up, this is my life bitch
Up close only, you’ll get stuck with a knife bitch
Cuz burnt out, turnt out like a light switch
Got a lot of hoes but Charmaine, that’s my white bitch
The rest of my bitches, nah, they ain’t gonna like this
But I don’t give a fuck cause they all love this night stick
But I still remain calm, bang and drop bombs
Collar popped up cool as the Fonz
Motherfucker, have a seat and loosen up
Get a glass of some gin now juice it up
Deuces up
See there’s a line there for a reason
And if you cross it no more breathin’
You’re leavin’, believe it
We understand each other
Cause I would hate to have to put a slug in you brother
Ya digg?

[Hook]

[Precious Paris]
With Fif’ on that shit, that glock cocked in ya face
My twat cocked in ya face, you know you wan’ taste
Alexander McQueen, strapless with my back out
6 inch Givenchy’s and bitch finna act out
Niggas on my heels tryna find out what the head like
I know what the bread like
My ? headlight, shine like I shine
Night or day time
But nah, nana-nah-na
Make a nigga walk by, everything I say by
Nana-nah-na
Get wet I got that comeback
Dead crack, my assets is my ass jack
Stunt I tell my niggas right where your stash at
You’re fucking with a southside bitch
I go where the money go
I’m at ‘em, I put her on the strobe
Get my money hoe
Catch me in Ferragamo
Or Dolce & Gabbana or ?
I’m b-squared up, what?

[Hook]

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50 Cent : Girls Go Wild Lyrics

50 Cent – Girls Go Wild Lyrics

[Jeremih + (50 Cent)]
(Give it to ‘em)
Give it to ‘em (4x)

[Jeremih]
Don’t do much talking, I just check ‘em with the D
Got ’bout 3, 4 bad, bad bitches in the tub waiting for me
My favorite sold and pour her name Elize
Say she got a man, she can’t stand that he’s a zero

(Verse 1: 50 Cent)
Bitch, I’m the man, I love bubbling, shorty
Bet you got ya hands all, all over me
No-one will believe
Get you high as Nasa, carefull with ya asses

[Jeremih + (50 Cent)]
I only want bad (give it to ‘em)
Whatever on tab (give it to ‘em)
I’mma spend a little more change at the bar,
tell the DJ to run it back

Give it to ‘em
Give it to ‘em
Give it to ‘em
(Give it to ‘em) (4x)

[50 Cent]
50 Cent got that shit that made them “girls go wild, girls go wild”
My shit knock in the club and it make them “girls go wild, girls go wild”
From the front to the back let me kick it “girls go wild, girls go wild”
I got them macking like theyre rocking to my old shit “girls go wild, girls go wild”

[50 Cent]
She want me to trick, I think this pussy one for me
She seen my watch and all the rocks on top of my new pinky ring
Understand I’m out here in these street
Get out of line tryin’ to take mine
I get at you with the heat, boy
Girl, my swag is ill, friends I blew a couple G’s
Shorty bad, I bet ya she’s a freak
She might bring a friend if she want something to eat

[Jeremih + (50 Cent)]
I know they want that (give it to ‘em)
Whatever on tab (give it to ‘em)
I’mma spend a little more change at the bar,
tell the DJ to run it back

Give it to ‘em
Give it to ‘em
Give it to ‘em
(Give it to ‘em) (4x)

[50 Cent]
50 Cent got that shit that made them “girls go wild, girls go wild”
My shit knock in the club and it make them “girls go wild, girls go wild”
From the front to the back let me kick it “girls go wild, girls go wild”
I got them macking like they rocking to my old shit “girls go wild, girls go wild”

[50 Cent]
Smoke purple shit and it slow me down, down, down
I sip brown shit ’till my head spin round, round, round
Shorty says she wants me, you know what’s up
Might pop a pill before we fuck
Basicly we all turned up, all the way turned up
First it’s Fifty you know you so strong,
That it’s ‘Tell me how you go so long?’
Non-stop, please can we take a break
She said “I need water, I need water”
I don’t need no crowd round when I’m performing,
No TV, no lights, no camcorder
I let the world know I’m a bedroom star
Ya boy a freak, I always go hard

[Jeremih + (50 Cent)]
I only want bad (give it to ‘em)
Whatever on tab (give it to ‘em)
I’mma spend a little more change at the bar,
tell the DJ to run it back

Give it to ‘em
Give it to ‘em
Give it to ‘em
(Give it to ‘em) (4x)

(50 Cent)
50 Cent got that shit that made them “girls go wild, girls go wild”
My shit knock in the club and it make them “girls go wild, girls go wild”
From the front to the back let me kick it “girls go wild, girls go wild”
I got them macking like they rocking to my old shit “girls go wild, girls go wild”

50 Cent got that shit that made them “girls go wild, girls go wild”
My shit knock in the club and it make them “girls go wild, girls go wild”
From the front to the back let me kick it “girls go wild, girls go wild”
I got them macking like they rocking to my old shit “girls go wild, girls go

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They Burn Me lyrics by 50 CENT

They Burn Me lyrics by 50 CENT

[Intro:]
Look at what they did to me, they burn me, they turn me
Into an animal! - They flipped son, they burn me
To the first degree; me son, they hurt me!
I looked out for them motherfuckers, they burn me!
I was good, now I'm bad, see they done turned me
Into a monster, I can't believe they burn me!
I showed you love, they showed me hate! - They burn me!
Now I'm heartless, your pain don't concern me!

[Verse 1:]
I got so many enemies. - So many memories.
So many flashbacks, we used to be friends.
Sugar turned to shit, people just change
They keep pushin' a nigga 'til the hammer go BANG!
You violate I will let that motherfuck rang
Feels like - money came then - more money came and
Niggas start foamin' out the mouth, growin fangs now.
When did I became the saviour of the hood?
Look homie, you don't know me, I wouldn't save you if I could!
I sacrifice for suckers and they change me, I'm angry!
They selfish, all they want is what they want, so they blame me.
Wow! - Like it's all my fault that they ain't caked up.
You a grown ass man, damn! When you gon' wake up?
Turn - 7 to 14! - 14 to 28! - A 0 to 62! - Nigga get up yo' weight
Learn how to duck the jake, stack yo' paper, then ya straight!

[Chorus:]
I try to help, they mad a nigga eat,
Man it's hard out on the street, cause they kinda think I'm weak!
They burn me...
They see the way I grind,
And they like the way I shine they want the paper like mine!
They burn me...
Man they be on some shit,
When they tryna hit a lick and a motherfucka flip!
So they burn me...
You think they won't trip,
Cause you helped them from the rip, they ain't loyal to shit!

[Verse 2:]
She call the cops on me! - Cause I don't love her like I used to
Try to fix what was wrong. - Guess it hurts, cause I'm gone!
My son, he loves me, but she try to poison his mind,
Actin' like - everything they got, ain't come from my grind!
I say a prayer for her, like: "God! - Please change her heart! "
"All this hatred at one time, it's tearin' me apart! "
Man, I ain't lookin' for trouble. - I'm lookin' for blessins!
But ever since the money came - me, I been stressin'!
Got my ass kicked for being kind, I can't trust nobody
The closer they get to me, the more they take from me!
Man! - I'm givin' all I got togive, I'm tryna live
They look at me, they eyes got dollar signs. - They want the kid
To give it all up, - fall apart, break down!
I ain't got much left. - What they wanna take now?
My life? - I got so much more to offer!
I'm a make 'em watch me, be number one 'til I'm done!

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
They burn me all the way dooown!
Betray me just becaaauuuuse - I'm doooown!
I don't know what to do nooooow
Me, my loyaltyyyy's what I'm - 'booouuuut!

[Outro:]
Hahaaaaa! (They burn me...)
Over and over and over!
Like they doin' what they supposed to. (They burn me...)
Goddamn look at how they do me!
Somebody new tryna sue me! (So they burn me... So they burn me...) [beat fades out]

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Down On Me Lyrics : Jeremih

Down On Me Lyrics by Jeremih ft 50 Cent

[50 cent]
She want it I can tell she want it
want me to push up on it
fore she know when I'm all on it
we get the party going liquor flowing this is fire
50 and jeremih number 1 there's nothing higher
(won't you go and)
get it get it (I see you baby)
work it work it
(won't you, just put it down)
get it get it
work it work it
break it break it down...

[Jeremih]
Ok she headed to the dancefloor and she slowly start to poppin it
something like my wrist cause everybody got to watching it
girl you go that secret treasure I'm gon put that lock on it
don't care what they say I would be stupid to be not on it
heard you go that sticky
lets go and take 9 shots we'll just call it fifty
and I'm gon lick it lick it lick it
till her hicky have her Rev running
keep you running til you whimpy
(bang bang bang bang)
Oh you look so sweet
what you work in Paris
look at your pysique
girl you are a beauty well I am a beast
they must have been trippin to let me off the leash

[Jeremih Chorus]
I love the way you grind with that booty on me
shorty you a dime why you looking lonely
we'll buy another round and it's all on me
as long as I'm around put it down on me
just put it down on me
put it down on me
down down on me
don't throw it off the mound
show me how its gon be
giurl all I really want is you down on me
put it down on me

[50 cent]
Systems thumping party jumping
shorty she's a perfect 10
she rock her hips than roll her hips
than drop it down like it's nothing
she shaped just like an hour glass
she see how fast an hour passed
time flies when I'm on that ass
but I won't put our sh-t on blast
work it like a pro pro pro
sit and watch it go go go
do her thing all on the floor
she bounce it fast and shake it slow
so sexual incredible
she beautiful she edible
I got her I won't let her go
I aint seen nothing better yo
look at how she twurk it
the way she work it
make me wanna hit it hit it
heaven when I'm in it in it
if I do not fit, I'm gonna make it
girl you can take it
don't stop get it get it

[Chorus]

[Jeremih]
Say you independant
get it from your momma
tell me if you with it
do you really wanna wanna
baby when you see me
you know I be on it
can you keep it up
put it all up on me
(repeated)

[Chorus]

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Funny How Time Flies lyrics - 50 CENT

Funny How Time Flies lyrics - 50 CENT

I know what she like,
I know what she want,
Yeah yeah [x3]

My b-tch just like me so I know she want stunt,
A taste of the good life, yeah I know what she want,
A trip to PR, sex in the car, floating diamonds shabar,
Cool as hood, it's all good, that's what we are,
Find exotic space to visit, chinchilla, gator-lizid
That's how a n-gga gizzit, when I'm on my shizzit,
Bright light, city lights, for n-ggas so flashy,
How you like that, dat ferrari flew past me,
[Courtesy of Killerhiphop.com]
So fast a n-gga don't know limits,
Had a bad b-tch in it, I can't see da boy tinted,
Get the money then spin it, break rules or bend it,
To my liking, I move like a viking, a warrior,
I shouldn't mean more to you,
I'm the american dream, one man regime,
Shorty love me like she love new shoes,
Then she sure to investigate me like the feds ohhh,

[Chorus:]
Funny how time flies, when were making love,
It goes on and on and on,
We just can't go wrong [x2]

N-ggas smile, they can frown, they can love it,
They can hate it, they can wish mad sh-t on us,
It's cool we made it,
Look at me to see the lords blessings,
While they stressing,
Switch whips, push the Bugatti through the recession,
It's just me and you, I can see it clear,
[Courtesy of Killerhiphop.com]
Hoes coming I need you to snatch this b-tch to here,
It's all hood, you hesitate they put our life on pause,
It's a commen wealth state baby they make up laws,
F-ck [? ] it's you or me baby, we all we got,
I say we gon make, they sayin we not,
Yeah but they don't know I'm meant for you,
They don't know how you into me,
They don't know sh-t bout how we bond mentally,
Their relationships are oh so basic,
They can't understand how we do and how we say sh-t,
So blunt, don't front, I got you open,
It's the original G sh-t, you know how we Duck down,

[Chorus]

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Touch Me lyrics - 50 Cent

Touch Me lyrics - 50 Cent

[50 Cent Intro]
This time..
I’ma make it clear..
That i’m number one..
Uh.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah..

[Verse]
Yeah she so vicious sweet kisses taste delicious
Maybe this is who i should make the missus
Let’s conversate a little like a fiddle play with the middle
They way she shake when it wiggle i mean she hot like a kettle
Well me i’m strapped with the metal when i go hard for the bread
So i line you up and i dent you you run you’re fucked when i catch you
You only eat cuz i let you i hate the fact that i met you
When you could say that you know me and act like i’m your homie..

[Case - 50 Cent - Chorus]
Touch me tease me feel me and caress me (Come on come on..)
Hold on tight and don’t let go baby I’m about to explode (Come on come on..)
Cuz all my love you can control.. (Yeah..)

[50 Cent Verse]
Haha.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah..
She scratch my back when i’m strokin’ she scream she like it she open
I’m sittin’ back while she suckin’ she super freaky i love it
The sex is better than basic yeah that kitty kat yeah i chase it
She do it just how i like it position after position
Back stroke short stroke deep stroke listen
She down for pushin’ her limits that’s why i’m pushin’ up in it
Start kissin’ her lips then i’m kissin’ her neck
When my tongue cause her tata then bet it can wet to it easy..

[Case - 50 Cent - Chorus]
Touch me tease me (Touch me baby..) feel me and caress me (Tease me baby..)
Hold on tight and don’t let go (50..) baby I’m about to explode (Whooo..!!)
Cuz all my love you can control.. (This is how it’s supposed to feel i said this is how it’s supposed to feel..)

[Case - 50 Cent - Verse]
I’ll spend the night with you (Haha..) if you promise you will do
All the things to make me scream and you know just what I mean (Girl you know what he mean..)
Cuz tonight you taste like ice cream (Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Work it out now.. Wooohoooo..!!)
I wanna make you fall in love make you touch the stars above (Haha..)
Please me low and be my friend i’ll come back and hit it again (And hit it again..)
And again and again and again (Again and again..)
Don’t go away (Yeah.. Come on girl..)

[Case - 50 Cent - Chorus]
Touch me tease me (Make it feel good..) feel me and caress me (I mean real good..)
Hold on tight and don’t let go baby I’m about to explode (Haha..)
Cuz all my love you can control.. (Yeah.. I can feel it.. Owwww!!)

[Foxy Brown - 50 Cent - Verse]
What let me get that Lex nigga sex wetter than aquariums
Flashing they get their ass in (Uh..)
Who fucks slow with lear jets and coupes
My ones stackin’ you ain’t know that I be mackin’ (Nah..)
The extra set of keys the thirty G’s
Them chips the bellies had you livin’ on your knees (Yeah..)
Not to mention the laced out crib in Dallas (Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Ah!)
The fourty room palace sippin’ cristal-ise

[Case - 50 Cent - Chorus]
Touch me tease me (Yeah..) feel me and caress me (Now bend and stretch come on..)
Hold on tight and don’t let go (Now bend and stretch come on..) baby I’m about to explode (Work it out.. I said work it out..)
Cuz all my love you can control.. (Come on break it down.. That’s how they break it down.. Haha..)

Touch me tease me (This is what i call fun..) feel me and caress me (I’m havin’ so much fun..)
Hold on tight and don’t let go baby I’m about to explode (I’m back to work..)
Cuz all my love you can control.. (Yeah..)

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Jimmy Crack Corn lyrics - Eminem f/ 50 Cent

[50 Cent]
Maaaaan!
Let's go

[Eminem]
Hey yo Fif'

[50 Cent]
Yeah?

[Eminem]
Call 'em and tell 'em
It's time to hate us again
We're back

[50 Cent]
Haha

[Eminem]
Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care
My enemies crack corn but I don't care
You can be black white or albino yeah
You can have cornrows inside your hair
I give a fuck if I don't like your stare
This bottle of wine goes upside your head
A little bit psycho but I know that
Think you just don't say it and I won't say it
See if you don't brag then I don't brag
I know I'm bad as long as I know I'm bad
I don't need ya'll to co-sign no shit
You can just keept making them tired old threats
Little bit like the boy who cried wolf did
See me but don't dare to try no shit
Cuz you know that somewhere inside those layers
The rattlesnakes right there to bite your ass
And I can be so quite and strike so fast
Like lightening bolts right out the sky go blast
From out of nowhere you might find your career
Come to with *eek* and I'm just like OH YEAH

[Chorus]
See us on the award shows and we're like OH YEAH
Can we get more of those they like OH YEAH
See us keep blowing up we're like OH YEAH
So Jimmy can crack corn but i don't care

See me in the videos i'm like OH YEAH
See me ride up close your like OH EAH
And where's D12 at they like WE OVER HERE
And where the fuck we goin we're like NOWHERE

[Eminem]
You jealous little fucks beg for my attention but
I done told you once I'm not the kind of attention you want
If I tell you twice then I won't be so nice
If you keep coming back that only means you know you lost the fight
They wanna talk shit let them talk shit cuz they talk shit
Knowing deep down they really just wanna squash it
Cuz no one wants to walk around steppining dog shit
And get doo doo on their shoe again as soon as they wash it
But the pride won't let em inside they like go get em
And I'm just like why you trying to fight momentum
We just keep winning by landslides oh an um
Shady Limiteds in any size yo denim to velour
Even our clothing lines on fire
As 50 would said our clothing lines on FIRE
Meanwhile your mind's on us like mine's on Mariah
And you all just like her your all fucking liars
But I'll just keep fucking you like I fucked her
Right in the ass with K-Y yessir
So full of joy boy am I absurd
Even Chingy would tell you yeah boy don't curr

[Chorus]
See us on the award shows and we're like oh yeah
Can we get more of those they like oh yeah
See us keep blowing up we're like oh yeah
So Jimmy can crack corn but i don't care

See me in the videos I'm like oh yeah
See me ride up close your like ee-yeah
And where's G-Unit at they like we over here
And where the f*ck we goin we're like no where

[50 Cent]
Your homie got clapped on, man I don't care
The cops in my nana crip but I'm not there
It is what it is dog man life's not fair
Your friends should have known not to front 'round here
Listen kid where I'm from the wolves smell fear
They'll strip your ass of your jewels right here
Man I'm gonna say this one time and get this clear
Man you can catch a hot one like out of no where
Beautiful day without drama is rare
Your girl's a freak man sometimes we share
Yeah I wear a condom and you go bear
You probably heard about me I'm a shown up player
In the hood politicin' like I'm running for mayor
Running winding ?doning? and shining you know what I'm saying
I aint got time for fucking around and horse playing
I'm making hits my homies taking hits whose staying

[Chorus]
See us on the award shows and we're like OH YEAH
Can we get more of those they like OH YEAH
See us keep blowing up we're like OH YEAH
So Jimmy can crack corn but i don't care

See me in the videos i'm like OH YEAH
See me ride up close your like OH EAH
And where's D12 at they like WE OVER HERE
And where the fuck we goin we're like NOWHERE

[Eminem]
Haha

[50 Cent]
Yeah

[Eminem]
it's the Re-Up

[50 Cent]
Haha

[Eminem]
God I love it
You know you hate that laugh don't you
Haha
Keep doing it

[50 Cent]
Do it again

[Eminem]
What?

[50 Cent]
The laugh

[Eminem]
Oh
Haha

[50 Cent]
I like that
Haha

[Eminem]
Haha
You don't think they gonna think we're really crazy right?

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Hate It Or Love It lyrics - The Game feat. 50 Cent

[50 Cent]
Ya, let's take em back
Uh huh

Comin up I was confused my momma kissin a girl
Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world
Daddy ain't around probably out commitin felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope for a fo-finger ring
One of them gold ropes
NaNa told me if I pass could get a sheep skin coat
If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'd be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep that night
Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike
Different day same shit, ain't nothing good in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

[Chorus (50 then Game):]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

Go head' envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me

Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

Go head' envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me

[Game]
On the grill of my lowrider
Guns on both sides right above the gold wires
I'll fo-five em
Kill a nigga on my song but really do it
Thats the true meaning of a ~ghostwriter~
10 g'z will take ya daughter out of Air Forces
Believe you me homie i know all bout losses
I'm from Compton where the wrong colors be cautious
One phone call will have ya body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped like car seats
Been bangin since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkley's
That's 10 years I told Pooh in 95' I'd kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95s
Told Banks when i met him imma ride
And if I gotta die rather homicide
I ain't have 50 Cent when my Grandmomma died
Now i'm goin back to Cali with my Jacob on
See how time fly?

[Chorus - 50 Cent]

From the beginnin to the end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real we ain't got to pretend
The cold world that we in
Is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

[Game]
Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now i'm fuckin with ~5-0~ it's all startin to make ~sense~
My moms happy she ain't gotta pay the rent
And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz
Waitin on Sha Money to land sittin in the Range
Thinkin how they spend 30 million dollars on airplanes
When there's kids starvin
Pac is gone and Brendas still throwin babies in the garbage
I wanna know what's goin on like i hear Marvin
No school books they use that wood to build coffins
Whenever I'm in the booth and i get exhausted
I think what if Marie Banker got that abortion
I love ya Ma'

[Chorus X2]

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5 Heartbeats Lyrics - 50 Cent

[Intro: 50Cent singing, {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Nights like this... I wish.
Rain drops would fa-a-a-all
5 heartbeats left
One last deep breath. - Freeze! {50CENT!} [shot]

[50Cent:]
I got a 16 shot Rugger, I got 16 cars
All over how I write 16 bars.
Ja, Joe and Jada they're fuckin' retards!
I run Interscope, uh-uh! Oh, my God! {HAHA!}
Your stuff I'll make it hot
You want I'll get ya shot. [gunshot]
You're just open your coffin',
You're dead men walking.
Now when I'm out in London they say I'm so smart,
I fired rounds from pounds I came up so hard.

[Chorus: 50Cent singing]
I been around the world and aiya-ya-ya!
Must be goin' crazy.
Cause I'm still down,
To get down to let off rounds [gunshot]
I'm loadin' up my 380. [gun cocks]
I can't wait 'till I see death. [gunshot] [beat stops] {DAMN!}

[beat starts from the begining]

[Intro: 50Cent singing]
Nights like this... I wish. {BRING IT BACK!}
Rain drops would fa-a-a-all {GOD-...}
5 heartbeats left
One last deep breath. - Freeze! {-DAMN!} [shot]

[50Cent:]
I got a 16 shot Rugger, I got 16 cars
All over how I write 16 bars.
Ja, Joe and Jada they're fuckin' retards!
I run Interscope uh-uh! Oh, my God! {SHADYVILLE!}
Your stuff I'll make it hot,
You want I'll get ya shot [gunshot]
You're just open your coffin.
You're dead men walking. {WHOO! WHOO!}
Now when I'm out in London - they say I'm so smart
I fired rounds from pounds, I came up so hard.

[Chorus: 50Cent & (Tony Yayo)]
I been around the world and aiya-ya-ya!
Must be goin' crazy.
Cause I'm still down,
To get down to let off rounds. [gunshot]
I'm loadin' up my 380. {CAN WE GET!} [gun cocks]
I can't wait 'till I see - death! [gunshot]
Oh babyyyy! {MORE KEYS!}
Nigga I'm gonna... I'm gonna find you. (you! you! YO!) {WHOO! WHOO!}

[Tony Yayo:]
I'm tryin' to pray to the preacher man but he in new gators
My ASCAP check got a nigga new haters.
The condos in Vegas - cause NY freezin',
My strap is the reason that you on the floor bleedin'. [gunshot] {SHADYVILLE!}
??Coke and?? Young - WATCHIN' 50!
And learned the dope game fast ask Bo-Diddly.
Automatic Mossberg in the all white fur
Shotgun pellets out of snow white spur. [shot] {DAMN!}

[Chorus: 50Cent singing]
I been around the world and aiya-ya-ya!
Must be goin' crazy.
Cause I'm still down,
To get down to let off rounds. [explode]
I'm loadin' up my 380 [gun cocks]
I can't wait 'till I see - death!
Oh babyyyy!
Nigga I'm gonna... I'm gonna find you.

[Outro: 50Cent]
It's the first of the month! [echoes]
Hahahaha! [echoes]
It's the first of the motherfuckin' month nigga! [echoes]
OOOHHH! [echoes]
It's a fuckin' zoo out here, man! [echoes]
These fuckin' chimpanzees, man! [echoes]
Fuckin' monkeys talkin' 'bout me, man! [echoes]
Pull through there man, it's hot! [echoes]
These niggas out on the curb, I'm like look at these donkies! [echoes]
Bunch of fuckin' jackasses! [echoes]
Man go DO something, nigga!
What the fuck, man? [echoes]
Damn, nigga go to jail nigga!
Give yourself an excuse for bein' fuckin' broke nigga! [echoes]
Come on, man! [echoes]
Fuck is up man! [echoes]
This 50, man! [echoes] SouthSide, man! [echoes]
You already know what I'm about boy! [echoes] {WHOOO!} [explode] [beat stops]

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I Get Money Lyrics - 50 Cent

I get money, i get money, I get I get I get money (50)
I get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (Yeah)
money I got, money I got (I run New York!)
I get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money Igot (Yeah yeah)
money I got, money I got (I run New York!)

Verse 1:

I take quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks,
Coca-Cola came and bought it;
for billions, what the f**k?
have a baby by me; baby
be a millionaire
i write the check before the baby comes,
who the f**k cares
Im stanky rich
Ima die tryna spend this shit
Southside's up in in this bitch
Yeah i smell like the vault
i used to sell dope
i did play the block
now i play on boats
in the south of France
baby, St. Tropez
Get a tan? im already black
Rich? I'm already that
gangsta, get a gat
hit a head in a hat
call that a riddle rap
shit, f**k the chitter chat
I'm the baker, i bake the bread
the barber, i cut ya head
the marksman, i spray the lead
"I blood clot, chop ya leg"
do not f**k with the kid
i get biz wit the cigg
i come where you live
ya dig?

Chorus:

I get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (Yeah)
money I got, money I got (I run New York!)
I get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (Yeah yeah)
money I got, money I got (I run New York!)

Verse 2:

You can call this my new shit
but it aint new tho
i got rid of my old bitch
now i got new hoes
first is was the Benzo
now im in the Enzo, Ferrari, im sorry!
I keep blowin up! (Oh!!)
they call me the cake man
the strawberry shake man
i spray the AR
make your whole click breakdance
backspin, headspin, flatline, ya dead then
9 shells, Mac-10,
"who wan get it crackin?!"

i was young, i couldnt do good
now i cant do bad
i ride, wreck the new Jag
I just buy the new Jag
now nigga why you mad?
Oh you cant do that
im so forgetful, they callin me cocky
i come up out the jewler, they callin me Rocky
its the ice on my neck man, the wrist and my left hand
bling like BLAOW
you like my style
ha ha im headin to the bank right now

Chorus:

I get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (Yeah)
money I got, money I got (I run New York!)
I get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (I I get it)
i get money, money I got (Yeah yeah)
money I got, money I got (I run New York!)

Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk
like a teflon Don, but i run New York
when i come outta court, yea i pop the Colt
i keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk
I I get it,
in the hood if ya ask about me
theyll tell ya im bout my bread
I I get it,
round the world if ya ask about me
theyll tell ya they love the kid
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
Yeah,
Whoa Hey..
I run New York!
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
I I get it,
Whoa Hey..
Yeah, yeah,
Whoa Hey..
I run New York!
Whoa..
I get money, money I got
Im back on the streets man,
I get money, money I got
im bringin the heat man,
I get money, money I got
im on my grind,
money I got, money I got
like all the time,
I get money, money I got
tryna stop my shine,
I get money, money I got
ill cock my 9
dont get outta line,
money I got, money I got
i said dont get outta line
I I get it..
I I get it..
Yeah, yeah.

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