Build You Up 50 Cent

La la la la la la Ooh I'd lie for you baby Ooh I'd die for you baby I build you up But if ever I fall down And I need you to pick me up Promise me you'll be around Hold me down I'll build you

Build You Up (Feat. Jamie Foxx) 50 Cent

La la la la la la Ooh I'd lie for you baby Ooh I'd die for you baby I build you up But if ever I fall down And I need you to pick me up Promise me you'll be around Hold me down I'll build you up

Be a Gentleman 50 Cent

[Chorus] It's best you be a gentleman and you watch what you say (bwahh nigga take that) Or Jesus Christ can't save you once you go gangsta, friend [50 Cent] Yo, no more freestyles and verses killin

We Up (Feat. Kendrick Lamar) 50 Cent

I\'m around the bullshit like a matador I\'m used to the bullshit it don\'t matter boy Corporate acquisitions accumulations of wealth Build with the gods and double knowledge of self Entrepreneur

50 Bars 50 Cent

50 Bars of pleasure 50 bars of pain When I'm dead and gone niggaz gonna remember my name 50 [repeat] Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga that

P.I.M.P. ( 50 Cent ) Various Artists

Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana She feed them fools fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna I spit a little G man, and my game got her A hour later, have that ass up

Get Up 50 Cent

(50 cent): Chours 1: Man I'm gonna do my thang,(Get up!) It's crazy in the club when I'm in there man. (Get up!) trust me homie I'm not playin (Get up!)

Get Up (Explicit Version) 50 Cent

(50 cent): Chours 1: Man I'm gonna do my thang,(Get up!) It's crazy in the club when I'm in there man. (Get up!) trust me homie I'm not playin (Get up!)

Touch The Sky (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Tony Yayo) 50 Cent

[Chorus] [5C] Man I run this rap shit [TY] Get yo' hands up high, hands up high, hands up high [5C] Rest in peace to Biggie Smalls [TY] Get yo' hands up high, hands up high, hands up high [5C] R.I.P

Amusement Park 50 Cent

Shorty you aint gotta tick tock just move it to the side If you wanna ride on a roller coaster baby come on and ride It goes up and down and round and round Stand up or get on the floor Its only

Get Low (Remastered) (Feat. Jeremih, T.I., 2 Chainz) 50 Cent

she up and down you got me sayin' Yeah drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low drop it down and get low You sayin' Yeah drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low drop it down and get

Get Low (Feat. T.I., Jeremih & 2 Chainz) 50 Cent

that pole When she up and down you got me sayin\' Yeah drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low drop it down and get low You sayin\' Yeah drop it down and get low Drop it down and get

Get Low (Feat. T.I., Jeremih & 2 Chainz) (No Autotune) 50 Cent

that pole When she up and down you got me sayin\' Yeah drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low drop it down and get low You sayin\' Yeah drop it down and get low Drop it down and get

You Ain't No Gangsta 50 Cent

[50 Cent] Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from broke Got anought heart to sell weed but you scared of dope I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the feds grabbed me Yo ass would hit more

Best Friend (Album Version (Explicit)) 50 Cent

If I was your best friend I want you ′round all the time (I want you ′round me all the time) Can I be your best friend if you promise you′ll be mine (Girl promise you′ll be mine) Please say he

Smoke (Feat. Trey Songz) 50 Cent

like smoke and you got me high You make a nigga want to get down High High feeling like I\'m up in a cloud Girl what the fuck you done to me You got me feeling like you just rolled up for me

High All the Time 50 Cent

, niggas holla ROLL up, and I tell'em HOLD up, You ain't gettin money you ain't smoking In my Benzo, 20 inch Lorenzos, smoking on indo Hiiigh as a motherfucker I be on them backstreets, niggas know

What Up Gangsta 50 Cent

G-Unit (What) We in here (What) We can get the drama popping We don't care (What, what, what) It's going down (What) 'Cause I'm around (What) 50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down) [Chorus:

Amusement Park (Album Version (Explicit)) 50 Cent

50 Ferrari F50 [Chorus] Shawty you aint gotta take your pantys off Just pull em to the side If you wanna ride on the roller coaster Baby come on and ride It go up and down and round and round

disco inferno 50 Cent

[Verse 1] Go, Go, Go, 50 in the house- bounce, y'all already know what I'm about. The flow sounds sick over Dre' drums n*gga, I ain't stupid- I see Doc and my dope come bigger. Whoa!

Poor Lil Rich 50 Cent

fifty I'm sick That's why these niggaz is on my dick Some hate me, some love my hits Flex my man he gon bump my shit See I'm alive man I really don't care I tell them hoes whatever they wanna hear You

Don't Push Me (feat. Lloyd Banks of G Unit & Eminem) 50 Cent

I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading,'cause I know where I've been Flows, bones, crushing it's nothing I come up

Don`t Push Me 50 Cent

I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading,'cause I know where I've been Flows, bones, crushing it's nothing I come up

Don't Push Me (Feat. Lloyd Banks, Eminem) 50 Cent

Lloyd Banks, Eminem [50 Cent] I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading,'cause I know where I've been Flows, bones

Don't Push Me 50 Cent

I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading 'cause I know where I've been Flows bones crushing it's nothing I come up with

F*ck You 50 Cent

32 shots, squeeze til there ain't a shell left Come with my gun smokin', you can smell death They get the first laugh, I get the last laugh homie Hit the gas on it, pull up and mash on 'em There's

In Da Club 50 Cent

[50 Cent] In Da Club Go, go, go, go Go, go, go shawty It's your birthday We gon' party like it's yo birthday We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday And you know we don't give a fuck

Get In My Car 50 Cent

[Intro] Uhhhhh Yeah Uhhhhh Yeah [Verse 1] I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it I make it hot, motherfuckers freeze up when I come

In My Hood 50 Cent

[50 Cent] Niggaz screw they face up at me On some real shit son they don't want beef (nah) I cock that, aim that shit out the window and spray There ain't a shell left in my heat Y'all niggaz better

When It Rains It Pours (Album Version (Explicit)) 50 Cent

, cuz when it rains it poursrnEnd up wed up, cuz when it rains it poursrnIt usually, goes down over money and whoresrnBut lil' homie, in my hood, when it rains it poursrnrn[Verse]rnAint nutin changed,

9 Shots 50 Cent

Fifty fifty Fifty fifty Fifty fifty Ferrari Ferrari Ferrari Ferrari Ferrari Ferrari Shooter shooter Shooter shooter I was innocent then I ain’t do no wrong She said you mommy little man I said yep uh huh

Your Life's on the Line 50 Cent

(I don't believe you!) Murder! (Fuck around and leave you!) Murder! (I don't believe you!) Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!)

Life's On The Line 50 Cent

(I don't believe you!) Murder! (Fuck around and leave you!) Murder! (I don't believe you!) Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!)

Lifes On The Line 50 Cent

(I don't believe you!) Murder! (Fuck around and leave you!) Murder! (I don't believe you!) Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!)

Heat 50 Cent

niggaz run up on you with them thangs out(thangs out) I do what I gotta do I don't care if I get caught The D.A can play this mutherfuckin tape in court I'll kill you...

This is 50 50 Cent

[Chorus: 50 Cent] I, don't know what you take me for I, really don't play that shit I, ain't got to get you hit I get out myself and spray that shit [Verse One] I got a itchy-itchy trigger finger

Outta Control (Remix) (Feat. Mobb Deep) 50 Cent

[Intro: Havoc] (50 Cent) It's the Infamous Mobb, M-O-B-B (Ha Ha) We can't be touched nigga can't you see (G-Unit!!!)

P.I.M.P. 50 Cent

that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna I spit a little G man, and my game got her A hour later, have that ass up

P.I.M.P. 50 Cent

that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna I spit a little G man, and my game got her A hour later, have that ass up

p.i.m.p 50 Cent

that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna I spit a little G man, and my game got her A hour later, have that ass up

If I Can`t 50 Cent

Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah I know you hear the footsteps [Chorus - 50 Cent] If I can′t do well, homey, it can′t be done Now I′ma let the champagne bottle pop I′ma take it to the top Fo sho′ I′ma

Places to Go 50 Cent

(50 Cent saying) yeah Shady (echo) aftermath (echo) see you met you (Echo) CHORUS I got places to go, I got people to see, The penitentiary, ain't the place for me, I'm warnin you do,

The Good Die Young 50 Cent

(Fifty talkin' to himself) Yo, you know what I want? I want the beat to drop right..now niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right? you are crazy.. I ain't crazy... you are crazy....

Twisted (Feat. Mr. Probz) 50 Cent

Here’s a little info you should know You don't know what you're in for Get the party rockin’, bottles poppin’ Tonight we gon’ turn up ‘till we twisted, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah System thumpin’, the club is

Whoo Kid Freestyle 50 Cent

(50 Cent) Yo this is 50 cent, yaknawsayin?

My Toy Soldier 50 Cent

[Intro- 50 Cent] You ready? OK let me wind you up Do it exactly the way i say do it man, these niggas are pussy, you heard me? Get up nice and close (yeah!)

Just A Llil Bit 50 Cent

[50 Cent] Yeah, Sha-dy, Aftermath - G-Unit!

In My Hood 50 Cent

mothafucka, where the gats explode If you feel like you on fire, boy drop and roll niggas'll heat ya ass up cause they heart turns cold Now you can be a victim or you can lock and load The party jump

I Got Swag (Album Version (Explicit)) 50 Cent

[Chorus: 50 Cent] I don`t really think she want me back then She want me now - She can play games all she wants, she cannot pretend She like my sty-le I got swag now, I got paper I`m rollin in the

In Da Club 50 Cent

the club, bottle full of bub, look mami i got the X if you into taken drugs, im in there having sex i aint into maken love, so come give me a hug, if u in there gettin rubbed When i pull out up front