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50 Cent
50 Cent


Background information
Birth name Curtis James Jackson III
Born July 6, 1975
Origin South Jamaica, Queens, New York, United States
Genre(s) Hip-hop
Gangsta Rap
Years active 1997—present
Label(s) Interscope Records
G-Unit Records
Shady Records
Aftermath Entertainment
Associated acts Eminem
G-Unit
Sha Money XL
Website Website



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50 Cent Lyrics

"We Got The Hood On Smash" lyrics


50 Cent)
I should've warned you not to cross
my path
Now I'm fitting to get in your ass
Nigga you know I got the hood on
smash
Your reign on top, it's over that fast!

(Lloyd Banks)
In all this conflict and beef is war
You can die on the humble when you
reach the soar
So my vest is level 3 and my car is
level 4
That's a bullet-proof Lex with a 200
pound door
I got too many issues too many
pistols
Smack tear your leg off we attack
like pit bulls
Ja fake Tupac screaming out Lou
Minotti
The same nigga getting smacked on
freshman Friday

(50 Cent)
I should've warned you not to cross
my path
Now I'm fitting to get in your ass
Nigga you know I got the hood on
smash
Your reign on top, it's over that fast!

(Tony Yayo)
Pretty soon you have to pardon
your role in your bridal ring
'Cause you keep going gold like The
Lion King
You wouldn't buy a nigga's bootleg if
you liked me
'Cause I ain't tryna hear that bullshit
like Spike Lee
I'm outta sight B, Long Island iced
tea
Timbaland's, white tee, both arms icy
We got enough money to pay the bill
and peel
Listen to hip-hop when you drop
better than B2K's

(50 Cent)
I should've warned you not to cross
my path
Now I'm fitting to get in your ass
Nigga you know I got the hood on
smash
Your reign on top, it's over that fast!

(50 Cent)
Sticks and stones will break my
bones but words will never hurt me
Niggas that said they gonna murk me
never put it in work B
You pop that shit you got pistols but
you never pop that shit
You just running your lip, put my gun
on your lip
Pop off leave all your fucking teeth
chipped
That's when you realize you in deep
shit
But keep running your gat till your
friend is mangled
Three hoes and a nigga look like
Charlie's Angels
Not a murderer

(50 Cent talking)
No you not a murderer nigga
I'ma dig deep in your ass faggot
I'm gonna stop saying that shit
cause I know you like that kind of
shit
Fucking fruity ass nigga
But i got something for you nigga
Special delivery nigga
Semi-auto those motherfuckers


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