out of order, I turn your only daughter, into a transporter Before I die, I'm gonna see more blow than Rich Porter (woo) 50 Cent, don't get it fucked up
(with Mann) [Intro: 50 Cent] 50! Haha! Whoo, whoo, whoo! [Chorus: Mann {50 Cent}] Man I feel like moneyyyyy! (man I feel like money!) {yeah!} They're
'm a psycho, Mariah aint got shit on me when I retire I'll be spittin baby food on people a tent siege on ranch, huddled up next to her with Hello Kitty slippers on
(feat. Lloyd Banks & Tony Yayo) [50 Cent:] Yeah [Chorus: 50 Cent] This is 50 Cent, Banks and Yayo in the club Runnin' around this bitch pissy drunk
(feat. Tony Yayo) [50 Cent:] You want some of this? [Chorus: 50 Cent] When you hear that... [gun cocking] Nigga its on When you hear that... [gun cocking
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
from the ground up They see me nowadays I be bling blowed up, Chingo paid [Chorus] [John Cena] Yo Murs, this John Cena from the WWE Fillin you in on
fucked up like 50 Cent's Most of you faggots stay postin' that jacked shit But when we retaliate, it's never some rap shit Swing on your mandible and
Kay Slay The Drama King and it goes a little somethin like this Yo turn that click off, alright ? [beat to Eminem, Obie Trice & 50 Cent's "Love Me" starts
is motherfuckin DJ Kay Slay The Drama King and it goes a little somethin like this Yo turn that click off, alright ... (*beat to Eminem, Obie Trice & 50 Cent
ain't no harder than mine I put in more work than you on your own block I know that you lyin' I got one hand on the wheel other hand on my nine Bitch
-huh!) {Whooooooo! } We put up houses and haul on the trucks (uh-huh!) When I move smooth, I'm a ball all on dust; plus! (yeah!) You niggas can't eat
, there bigger cross us Your on something, weed, their liquor, scared nigga, here trigger Teflon, chest con, G'z Up, freeze up and you'll end up in your
a grown-up You ever threaten mines I won't resist to put the chrome up My guns'll be like gang signs (ALWAYS GETTIN THROWN UP) Atlanta put your zone up
(feat. 50 Cent) [Ludacris] OWWWWWWW!!! [Verse - Ludacris] I never used to snore in my sleep till this rap shit started Warm thoughts fill the hot-headed