your ass clapped Fake love.. Fake love's when they never be around But once you get rich, they all get down Fake love.. Fake love's when your friend
wants your ass clapped Fake love.. Fake love's when they never be around But once you get rich, they all get down Fake love.. Fake love's when your friend
your ass clapped Fake love.. Fake love's when they never be around But once you get rich, they all get down Fake love.. Fake love's when your friend fuck
how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many MC's I eat up Ohhhh, it's never enough [50 Cent] My flow
faces, hall at you laces This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this (50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this) [Verse 3] Yo, son remember them fake
a customer, a sucker You fake fraudulent motherfucker You ain't a gangsta I should cut ya, cock back and bust ya or stomp you out cause We don't trust ya [50 Cent
all you niggas out there, thinking you the nicest Me 50, I'm ya motherfucking mid-life crisis (50 Cent talking) Southside, alright baby, 50 Cent, Noreaga, Trackmasters, teflon (Chorus - 50 Cent
[50 Cent] G-Unit, UTP Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha G-Unit, UTP, G-Unit, UTP G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent, get 'em bucked [50 Cent] 50 Cent, that's my name Man I ain't
deal now he rappin' You'ont know what's... faggot ass muhfuckas Get money to all my real niggas, man Obie Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent... Hailie Jade!!! [50 Cent
many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many MC's I eat up Ooh ooh, it's never enough [50 Cent] My flow
get us off the (block) like (star 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
[Intro: 50 Cent] Baby this is real shit my record sell slow I'm show you my dick [x7] [The Game:] Hit a breakdown No 400 bars yet, I don't need that
me to Sam Goody's I wanted to buy a 50 Cent CD I took that shit home That shit was wack like a motherfucker Don't fuck with Game I like 50 Cent He reminds
(feat. Josh Moor) [KID:] Whos under there? [50 Cent:] Its 50 Cent [KID:] Mom theres ghosts under my bed!! [50 Cent:] G-Unit! G-Unit! G-Unit! G-Unit
this rap shit? Eww fake tits Shut up and make hits Can't we all just get along, spread love like Take Six What'chu doin' in L.A. with 50 Cent and Dr.