(Oh)
(Serious mannn)
(Oh, so serious)
(Ohh)
I-I got it
I-I get it
Now I lay
Thee down to sleep
I pray my Lord
My soul to keep
If I should die
Though before I wake
Let my niggas celebrate
And split my cake
It's 50
I'm so real
You ain't seen
Nothin' realer
Ice crack dealer
I click clack
For the scrilla
I'm heartless
Ssomething like
A cold blooded killer
I'm filthy, dirty
With the money my nigga
I done ran
Through more cars
Then your
Rolls Rroyce dealer
I put that
On my god-daughter
I love you Jarmilla
New Bentley or not
Match the chincilla
Sean don spiller
Matching 4-wheeler
I'm big in New York
I move like godzilla
Go-rilla
You-N-I-T nigga
Grave-digger
Ask Puffy and Jigga
Made nigga
My pockets
Get bigger and bigger
You got no choice
But to feel a nigga
When I spit that shit
I figure
It will only
Bring mo' bread
You fuck around
I get down
And go upside yo' head
Now I lay thee
Down to sleep
I pray my Lord
My soul to keep
If I should die
Though before I wake
Let my niggas celebrate
And split my cake
Now I lay
Thee down to sleep
I pray the Lord
Fforgive me
For holding heat
If I should die
Though before I wake
Let my niggas celebrate
And split my cake
50 Speaking
Ohhh
I just got back
From the uk
A little jet-lagged
Ffrom the flight
But when
I'm out there
They say
"50, 50
Your my favourite
We love you 50
Your massive
Mash it tup"
There is not
Competetion
No, no
There's no
Competetion
You have
To be kidding
I'm can't
Believe it I'm drunk
It's 50, yeahhh
I'm so so serious (Oh) (Serious mannn) (Oh, so serious) (Ohh) I-I got it I-I get it Now I lay Thee down to sleep I pray my Lord My soul to keep If I should die Though before I wake Let my niggas celebrate And split my cake It's 50 I'm so real You ain't seen Nothin' realer Ice crack dealer I click clack For the scrilla I'm heartless Ssomething like A cold blooded killer I'm filthy, dirty With the money my nigga I done ran Through more cars Then your Rolls Rroyce dealer I put that On my god-daughter I love you Jarmilla New Bentley or not Match the chincilla Sean don spiller Matching 4-wheeler I'm big in New York I move like godzilla Go-rilla You-N-I-T nigga Grave-digger Ask Puffy and Jigga Made nigga My pockets Get bigger and bigger You got no choice But to feel a nigga When I spit that shit I figure It will only Bring mo' bread You fuck around I get down And go upside yo' head Now I lay thee Down to sleep I pray my Lord My soul to keep If I should die Though before I wake Let my niggas celebrate And split my cake Now I lay Thee down to sleep I pray the Lord Fforgive me For holding heat If I should die Though before I wake Let my niggas celebrate And split my cake 50 Speaking Ohhh I just got back From the uk A little jet-lagged Ffrom the flight But when I'm out there They say "50, 50 Your my favourite We love you 50 Your massive Mash it tup" There is not Competetion No, no There's no Competetion You have To be kidding I'm can't Believe it I'm drunk It's 50, yeahhh Explain Request ×
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