50 Cent (real name Curtis James Jackson III) is a highly successful rapper from Queens, NYC. He has released three solo albums to date: Power of the Dollar (1999), Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003), The Massacre (2005). He was also featured on the soundtrack to the movie Get Rich or Die Tryin', a story about his life in which he starred as himself, released in 2005. Before 50 Cent ever inked a major deal, he built up a substantial fan base in New York through underground mixtapes. 50 Cent met up with Jam Master Jay of Run-D.M.C.and was signed to his label to write all of Jay's music.
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50 Cent
[tony yayo]
New shit
Tony yayo, 50 cent cmon
[hook: 50 cent]
Bump dat
Niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it to em where they pump at
12 gauge mashberg
No shell in the head
Before you put in work, you gotta pump that
You done hit a nigga with it and you runnin to polices
Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that
This is serious, these rap niggas, Im just havin fun with it
50 cent, nigga, bump dat
[50 cent]
My son ask daddy why carry a gun, you aint a cop
Looked at him and said sometimes you gotta shoot or get shot
Wanna go to show-and-tell and show the class my glock?
Show em the clip
Show em the beam
Show em how daddy lean
In the convertible jag
22 inch mags
For a high school drop out, shit, that aint bag
Im not a blood or a crip, Im doing my own thang
G-unit
Shit, I done started my own gang
I dont go that funny dance
I dont throw gang signs
But Im a gangsta to the core so I stay with a nine
Think all I do is rap, then you dont know me good
Have smurf hangin out the sun roof to light up your hood, man
Cause lethal aint never seen blaco comin
But if he did .. you think he woulda started runnin?
And I move with the doublemint twins and two macs
And leave you flat your back
Brrat
Take that
[hook]
[tony yayo]
I gotta half a mil deal with no diploma
Ice so blind it give your ass glaucoma
Its hard to live, but its easy to die
So Im going through life lookin death in the eye
These rappers aint gun slingers
They r&b singers
G-unit, come thru with some guerilla niggas
Minimum wage aint gonna pay the rent
Cause the seats in the coupe got the fendi print
And this shit right here for the listeners pleasure
Im still on the strip with the fifth and my ever
Its t-o-n-y
Stay with a semi
Milk your crack spot - till the shit be bone dry
You think you pump hard? nigga I pump harder
My phone ring so much, I walk around with the charger
When the ds come around, ima swallow my crack
Shit the work out later, and hit em with that
If its a direct sale
Ima change the bill
Tryin to push the new range cause they changed the grille
Look nigga we icey thugs
We stay with them things so we stay with some nike gloves
[hook]
[tony yayo]
Just havin fun with this rap shit, man
It never stops
My man 50 done put out, what, three albums on the street?
And yall aint even hear the new shit
Just keep goin and goin and goin
Motherfuckin duracell battery
It never stops
Word up
G-unit
Sha money xl