Fifty Cent - 50 Cent Is The Future - G-Unit That's What's Up free song lyrics

Fifty Cent / 50 Cent Is The Future / G-Unit That's What's Up

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

I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my thang haha

I said I've been doin' my own thang
You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn
I'm doin' my thang

Uh, yeah, my chain is so heavy heavy, I think it's necessary necessary
For me to talk about all of the stones in my resi stones in my resi, YEAH
I used to push a Chevy uh huh, about to cop a Bentley what
And stun on these niggaz 'till my tank on empty tank on empty
This gangsta shit is in me in me, the money I got plenty plenty
I still hustle, but I don't cop jewels from any any
I know a stripper named Jenny Jenny
I marked a nigga named Vinny Vinny
I ain't in on many many, a CEO named Giddy Giddy
50 is so witty, 50 is so high high
50 got the fuckin' hood on lock lock, what

I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my thang haha

I said I've been doin' my own thang
You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn
I'm doin' my thang

When I'm knockin' you down, no one can save ya, from the other side of the door
It sounds like you going through this AH before AH
My passport is valid, so I'm goin' through Asia
Flyin' through Paris, stoppin' in Britain, shoppin' and shittin' YEAH
If you ain't jumpin' off of the truck, you walkin'
We got frozen hearts, get on the bus like Rosa Parks Rosa Parks
My name papi, so I'm higherin' the price
Bitch about to make enough money, to buy you a life OH

I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my thang haha

I said I've been doin' my own thang
You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn
I'm doin' my thang

Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, yo, yo, I got so many hoes, that my pimp game natural uh huh
The only time I don't fuck, is in the AIDS capital YEAH
Look at the watch, you have a hard time seein' it
I got so many rocks, they have a hard time breathin' C'MON
See the cross on my neck?
Hoes want to know what's the course on my neck course on my neck
First she said no, now she almost said yes almost said yes
Now we in the telly, and we both butt nak, workin' up a sweat sweat, sweat

I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my thang haha

I said I've been doin' my own thang
You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn
I'm doin' my thang

Yeah nigga yeah nigga
You know it's me when I'm cruisin' through your motherfuckin' hood
And shit nigga, Don't try to act like you don't know it me
And shit, You know what I'm sayin'?
I didn't put no tints on the motherfucker
So you could see me nigga
If I'm gonna spend $125,000 on some wheels
I want you to get a good look nigga haha uh
Yeah, look at me, look at the license plate
The license plate say: "Get one nigga" haha
Can you get one nigga?

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