50s

[Intro]
Yooo, Sensei
You know what I'm sayin’
I want nothin' but fifties, you know what I'm sayin’ (50s)
You let them wear fifties, you know what I'm sayin'
Like, I don't want no dope from you dope ass niggas (Dope)
I don't want no hunchos, I don't care nothin' about 'em
Big fifties, you know I just bang for ’em
I just bang for eatin’ trays (Ya dig)
I just bang for how a nigga eat a plate (No cap)
You know what I'm sayin’, like
You know what the fuck going on, like (I swear you do)
Ya dig, like, I'm a livin' testimony to this shit, like (I am)
I ain't scared of nothin’, like, for real, like
Ay, man, all that hate and I will prevail (Hate, man)
On blood, I know I'll prevail, like

[Verse]
Ay, these niggas ain't hundreds, they only fifties (They only fifties)
Pull up on a nigga, give his ass some fifties (I give 'em fifties)
Many a man wanna kill me, I feel like 50 (50 Cent)
But I get money nigga, just like I'm 50 (Many a man)
See this a pink fit', I feel like Timmy (Pink fit')
But I ain't gon' make no wish, I'mma go out, I'm gon' get me (I'm gon' get me)
I'm speedracin' to that cash I'm in the Hemi (I'm in the Hemi)
See they gon' ride dick or try to go against me (They try'na what?)
See they gon' pop shit, but I'm gon' pop plenty
Try'na get a half a mill, nigga, no fifties (And no fifties)
When I shoot, nigga, no I can't show no pity (No I can't)
Make that nigga disappear like HIV from Magic (Magic)
They see me in the streets, I shoot so much they call me basket (Ay, basket)
That bitch bad, she belong in a beauty pageant (Beauty pageant)
Put double Gs on her (Gs on her), put double Cs on her (Double Cs on her)
But I'm still gonna leave on her (Leave on her)
Take the keys from her (Hi, bitch)
Bankroll full of fifties, put that [?] like pussy (Like pussy)
I came home into your house, make a bitch do my chores (My chores)
Big blood, nothin' more, yeah I said it, I'm the source (I did)
Got that fifty in they cam, fifty thousand was my belt (Skr)
Is you gon' ride or you gon' tell
I sold ice outta jail
Yeah, them fifties for two [?], I'm gettin' pictures in the mail (I need that)
Screw the fine, I win, I yell, my young niggas throw you off the rail
All that hate and it won't prevail, like a bank hit you gon' fail