50 Cent - 50 Cent is the Future
NME.COM feature on 50 Cent - 50 Cent is the Future album including album review, artwork, tracks, listen now, tour dates, discography and more.
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- In da Club (dirty)
- A Little Bit of Everything U.T.P.
- Bad News
- Banks Workout
- Bump Dat Street Mix
- Cutmaster C Shit
- Got Me a Bottle
- G-Unit Soliders
- G-Unit That's What's Up
- Just Fuckin' Around (Mase Freestyle)
- Like My Style
- Surrounded by Hoes
- Till I Collapse (Freestyle)
- Tony Yayo Explosion
- U Should Be Here
- Whoo Kid Kayslay Shit!
- Aug 30, 2007
Mega-bling rapper lives up to cheapskate name on monolithic single...
- Oct 13, 2003
Meet the future of hip-hop.
- Mar 21, 2003
The rapper says it's 'art imitating life'
Rapper releases 'Street King Immortal' on February 26, 2013
'My Life' comes from the rapper's forthcoming album 'Street King Immortal'
Artist/Album artwork images hosted by Last.fm. For copyright enquiries please see here.
Yea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news
Whenever 50 around it's bad news
[ Intro - 50 Cent talking ]
Oh, oh, Gggga Gggga G-UNIT (UNIT, haha), yeah, it's 50 CENT (CENT)
and Lloyd Banks (BANKS), and Tony Yayo (YAYO), nigga, nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)
[Chorus: repeat 2X] Even when I'm tryin to be on the low, I'm recognized by hoes Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before Everywhere I'm at everywhere I go, I stay surrounded by hoes Man, its gotta be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough [Verse One] 50 Cent I'm makin hits now Don't try an act like you ain't heard I'm the shit now You should see how they react when I come through the door Some bitches changed, cause they know I'm fittin to blow Drink till we fall out Some shit jump off, nigga we goin all out In the club my niggaz, we fittin to ball out I'll have your punk ass on the dance floor tryin to crawl out Shots big enough to tear the fuckin wall out You see the Range, you see the rims all blinged up I had bad luck, then my luck changed up These other rap niggaz just catching feelings You ain't hear what I charge for 16, I'm makin a killin (Chorus) Haha, yeah Yeah that's it nigga, what the fuck you thought I ain't giving niggaz more than 16 for a motherfuckin freestyle The fuck you want for free man That's why they give you 100 motherfuckin bars for nothing man Ya'll niggaz be wanting a lot for free man Fuck them other niggaz, other niggaz can't rap You know what I mean Haha, the fuck man Fuck that shit man, I ain't gonna sit there rappin to you all night Hey yo, Sha Money XL, nigga teamwork 50 Cent We work hard nigga
[Intro] New York City (New York City), you are now rackin' with 50 Cent (with 50 Cent) Are you ready? (are you ready?) [gun cocks] I said are you ready? (are you ready?) Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop See you with me nigga? (with me nigga) Drop that! (drop that) [Verse 1] G-UNIT! Somethin' new, somethin' new I'm not a trick, I don't love the hoes I'm not that nigga, in your video But I miss my dough, and I twist my dro And niggas know I be, on the low I'm not that nigga, that you think you know I walk around with a big four four You front on me, I'm gonna get at you dog I be right at your crib, waitin' at your door (What up bitches) [Verse 2] Comin' up I ain't had much, I wanted a lot I had paper for a hooptie, but I wanted a drop So you know, I had to make somethin' out of nothin' (Yeah) Like turn an empty spot, into a crack spot pumpin' (woo) The older niggas really wasn't feelin' the kid Also hard at 19, I bought a Benz I did But you can't hustle a hustler, I peeped in a sled Tried to find out where I lived, so they could run in my crib In 6 months, I sold a million gold tops on got brew Back then niggas yousta call me boo Country came around, ease it and clappin' then Country left, strange shit started happenin' Cory shot Drew, and we was friends Like C shot Ra for some ends, Ra shot Dro for some chins Money turns boys into men The cycle never changes, shit just starts again [Verse 3] Yeah I've been gone for a minute, but I'm back Nah nigga, ain't nothin' change nigga Damn 50 good to see you back in the hood Sometime I can't find the words to say how I feel You see my cherry red SL, nigga I'm doin' good So I take a quote from Menace, "look at the wheels" I got a trunk full of guns, from VA today I'm addicted to stuntin', now that I'm holdin' somethin' (oh yeah, let me hold somethin') I don't play games, I'm about my money, nigga buy somethin' Nigga you high or somethin' Here nigga, take one, catch it took, and bring me mine I got a few fifths, I got a few nines [Outro - 50 Cent talking] Yeah, don't ever say I don't do nothin' for you nigga You know, uh, don't say I don't look out for ya You know what I'm sayin'? Say I don't want it back, nigga don't try to use it Ya know what I mean, but make sure you nigga, you go catch some jokes And you come back, nigga have 'em, and have my paper for that thang thang In fact, I can see ya'll niggas now And don't get it back for me, nigga and no shit like that Run around sayin', 50 gettin' all this rap money, and he won't help us (haha) Sit tight nigga I'm comin' You know, new shit, all this shit I put out on the mixtapes Is for the mixtapes, I got a million, OH MY GOD! My shit is so hot right now, I'm in a zone
Yeah nigga We gonna smoke this motherfucker right here, right We gonna smoke this shit And I'ma drink a lot a water I'm smoking this shit, aight? And I'ma take Golden Seal, so my PO don't find out Yo, niggas wouldn't rob Frankie if they had the chance Wasn't cause of him it was cause of his man Lance Frankie cut crack Lance hold the Mac If fiends fuck with Frankie's pac's Lance cut the crack heads blocked up Came thru stuntin' wit his wrist all rocked up Thought he was locked up Shoulda seen him smile, missin' the tooth Coupe missin the roof I'm like "What up with you" He like "What up, 50?" Lance had a reputation that was well earned Heard he taught niggas how them shells burn Out there in Red Firm At the dice game, he rolled ahead, crapped in the crack I'm like "Nah, I ain't paying for that! Nigga, shoot it back" I don't give a fuck who he shot out in Red Hook Niggas lookin at me like I'm crazy, they shook Asked him about ?? Yeah, Bizzy was my man till he beat me for ten grand and sold my Mac for seven grand (Fuckin' crazy) The man was crazy I could tell by his look Bitch Cause he looked the way I look Motherfucker When I look for a jooks Rotten Apple Teamwork, work hard nigga 50 cent G-UNIT Lloyd Banks Tony Yayo, nigga Hey what up, nigga You motherfuckin' right this DJ Clue Grand Theft Audio 2 Get the fuck out the car nigga don't make me rush you, nigga Shoot that nigga, 50!
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
If i can't......do it I'ma take ya to the top, Baby I'ma let the champagne bottle pop Baby homie it can't be done
[50 Cent] Cum all you want to You can hum all you want to You like the smiles n the dimples on my face But I ain't gon' want you If nobody wants you BITCH that's a bullet wound I ain't MASE! I got some dro, got some henny 50 Cent skip the bullshit, you fuckin' tonight We can go and get right I ain't never been arrested for nothing domestic But I ain't gon' lie I'll punch a bitch in the eye Look, don't play games with me baby The temptation, the wait, is driving me crazy Come on give me some ass girl... WHAT UP! I don't wanna make love I'm only in town tonight I just wanna fuck If you give me some head Tony, give you some head A'ight Cause I ain't giving you no head, bitch My nigga Tony give you some fucking head though Tony, Tony be on that freaky shit Nada Mean That's why the bitches love Tony, Ha Ha Alright now, Sha let's get to some hard shit! [Beat Changes] [50 Cent] If I make it to heaven I'll probably be in the bitch lonely Walk around saying, 'Everybody in hell know me' You probably thinking how he get there You heard of Banks, you heard of Yayo, them niggaz my homies That nigga my coatie The weather in hell is kinda hot I heard it really burns You know like the block That's alright for me shit Homie, you know like a shot Cause Im in the drop Drive around heavy All they problems stop Niggaz think when they die Tryna find BIG and PAC Still on lock You die in jail, and wake up in hell Imagine if you stole something and you got shot Wake up holdin' your head, still shot Niggaz don' died of AIDS You know the dirty dick Wake up in hell horny DAMN Fidna fuck the same bitch Yeah, who hotta than me, nigga AAAAAH The only nigga hotter than me Dead already nigga I know what you thinkin You thinkin that's it Yeah nigga let's just keep it short and sweet You know!
[Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in background]
Hey pass that nigga, we gettin' high
Yo, yo this is some bomb shit right here man
50 can't even smoke this motherf**ker (ah haha, haha)
I hear a lotta talkin', niggaz must be mad at Banks
But there's only one problem, niggaz ain't as bad as Banks
Nigga, yous front, you gon get shot down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit
Tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon
DJ Whoo Kid:Yea (?) Lloyd Banks 50 Cent G-Unit Here We Go U should be here wit me bitch, you should come and make me rich, girl you know girl you know u drive me crazy dat g da pimp, girl you know u drive me crazy you should be here wit me bitch, 50 Cent: Bitch! Brite and early in the mornin come up short with my money and for sure i'll kick yo ass bitch (You should be here) bitch You fuckin wit dem other niggaz but you know you love a nigga switch to a pimp (You should be here) You fit into my stable of hoes you from Atlanta im from New York but I'm throwin dem bows (You should be here) Whoo Kid: Take em out! Rite here next to me girl i know u tired of fuckin for free Chorus: You should be that bitch that cum everytime i call, you should be down on your knees tryna break me off, you should be dat bitch dat buy me shyt all the time, you should be my bottom bitch out on the grind Lloyd Banks: Bussin ya ass whether spring or summer im a winner i aint a regular nigga hoe (You should be here) (You should be here) Running wit a pro i aint a beginner nigga, niggaz kno WHAT you want a percentage no Walkin this smack rain hail sleet snow anything to speed up the process of da cas flow the asshole (You should be here) Catching a date and break it to keep me straight even if you gotta take it in Chorus Look i dont really need you i get my dough bitch i got some coupes i got some 50 cent: (You should be here) jeeps i got some more shit I stay wit some hoes 'cause i use the tools i keep a benz i keep some rims and i stay wit some jewels (You should be here) Im internationally known everybody know me way down in Magnolia they feelin me (You should be here) whoodie But you can catch me in Houston wit Bun and Pimp Cee or in Miami wit Luke in V.I.P (Raphael Sadiqq sings)
Son, you smell that? What's that?
I smell pussy, is that you Irv?
I smell pussy, is that you Ja?
I smell pussy, is that you Black?