wit North Seed Papa 50 Cent, I'll break yo' punk ass off propa There's no place like home, New York, New York I run this city and now I dance around
I told niggas not to shoot dice with me Look at this stack, I got money, I got money Nigga don't trip, I'll kill ya if you fuck with my grip I won't
got no time to play around what is this... what is this... The Invasion! yeah yeah Green Lantern! The infiltration! We're comin'! Yeah! I got 50 Cent, I
I owe you, bitch you owe me I'm promoting you right now Yo lets put the nail in his coffin [Chorus] I dont want to be like this I dont really want
The hawk I'll stab it in your back I'll blow your brains, I know your name And where you rest, I'll make a mess The hollow tips'll hit ya chest You cough
.I. Joe BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you livin la vida a loc? i'm a psyhco, mariah aint got shit on me when i retire i'll be spittin baby food on peep- le it at San
G.I. Joe BIA BIA, MIA-MIA you livin la vida a loc? i'm a psyhco, mariah aint got shit on me when i retire i'll be spittin baby food on peep- le it at
down to business, I don't got no time to play around What is this, what is this The invasion Green lantern The infiltration We comin I got 50 Cent, I
clear off, Smirnoff and Henn dogg I'll show you how to kill a fucking man like Sen Dog Nobody told you that I'm loco essay? I lack every sane chemical in my membrane I
a G.I. Joe Bia Bia, mia mio a vida loco I'm a pyscho Mariah ain't got shit on me When I retire I'll be spittin baby food on people A tent siged on her
(Talking) 50 cent-Man i been tellin niggas over and over man Buck- Ayo whatup niggas 50 cent- You know how i play with this nigga man Buck- Ayo man
[Intro] (50 Cent) I love niggas! I love niggas! Cause niggas are me! And I should only love that which is me I love to see niggas go through changes
Why? so I can rob every known dope spot I'm having hard times, grit, and grind Shit I'm tyring to get mine Ain't nothing to lose plus I'm living on
I dust off my knees I fucked off two g's Nothing left to do, but buy some shells for my glock Why? so I can rob every known dope spot I'm having hard
moss i stay strapped like car seats been bangin since my lil nigga rob got killed for his barkleys thats ten years i told pooh in '95 i'll kill you if
Told Banks when I met'em I'm a ride And if I gotta die, rather homicide I ain't had 50 cent when ma grand-mama died Now I'm going back to Cali with
when I back that ass up on you? (50 Cent) Ooh, baby I like it, I like it When I work that ass, that ass (50 Cent) Baby I like it, I like it when you
I'm on parole, I used to be on proba-a-ation I'm with my gun I get full copora-a-ation I tell you, "Take it off", no hesita-a-a-ation Nigga you play around