[Bun B: over Chorus One] Get it, let's get it Get that money mayne, get that money mayne Let's get that money mayne, c'mon [Chorus 2: MJG sample] Hit
(feat. 50 Cent) [Intro - Eminem] [Beatboxing] Yeah, we should do something like that... [Chorus - 50 Cent] Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck! Boom
No, hey look, you got fifteen cent? Nah, I got just enough to get on the bus, I'm broke We gotta go to the store alright man quick cause I'm short Yeah
re not 2Pac Don't make me, too hot and you're not Shootin' at me, with the only shot you got Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac You'll get
me fall in love? Now why you wanna go and do that? Now If I give you all of me What you gone give me back? [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Life is short baby, be
(Lloyd Banks), 50 Cent (50 Cent) G-UNIT (G-Unit), and here we go! {*background singing of "you should be here," throughout intro and the song*} [50 Cent
do? Touch myself? When I thought about you [50 Cent] Yo, yo at the end of the road Home sick than being sick of home I'd rather have a short to help
[Intro: 50 Cent] Yea, Uhuh, Lets Take Em Dre, Yea [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Tony Did Ten Years In The Fed Joint, He Half Way Out He Aint Home, His Ass In A
movie Oooh wee *woman screaming* it's alive So whatchu gon' do 24-7, 3-65 Dr. Frankenstein Dr. Frankenstein [Mr. Short Khop - x2] Ooooh wee, it's alive
(feat. 50 Cent) [Intro:] [50Cent:] I hear alot of talkin' {DAMN! } niggas must be mad at Bank$! [Bank$:] Ah you bitch ass niggas! Y'all niggas love talkin
(feat. Eminem, 50 Cent, Nate Dogg) [Intro - Eminem] Remix [echoes] Lloyd Banks! [echoes] Ha ha! [echoes] [Verse 1 - Eminem] It's like a throne that
cops [Big Boi] Sheyit Cops and robbers niggaz be bound to get them dollars and cents They get in a slump like baseball players when they short on they
, tu verra c'est drole! Pas de stress dans la grisaille de Paris, je rediges et je racontes le Texas et son style de vie Tous les jours en claquettes, casquettes, short
just got deported My iron and this street shit got a nigga stressed But I stay on point with my iron and my vest And life is too short so I need that
fear the end of the world is near Lets try and tax their tips The average waiter of $2.13 Our supply has fallen short of demand And we need more bullets
(feat. 50 Cent) [Verse 1- Proof] Barely raised by my dysfunktional fam Here I stand as a dysfunktional man Quick temper, short fuse, and pissed at God