50 Cents 50 Cent - Valentine's Day Massacre - As The World Turns Lyrics

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Money make a pimp, pimp hoes, hustlas sell dope, thugs gun smoke
What(echo)
Money make the world go round, as the world turns
Money make the world go round, as the world turns
n____ I need money to main-tainn
Hustalin aint a gamee
n____ go and gets the grainn
Gon' get tore out the framee
T.Vs in the Rangee
I'm in ta nice thanggs I slang weed (snort)
Coc-ainee and Herio-anee
50 Cent
Thats my namee
n____ I bring the painn
You thought s___ stay the samee
n____ s___ gon' change
Put a bullet in your brainn
n____ at close range
Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and your m_________in chainn
Aint nuittin funny mangg
I'm about my money mangg
b____ get down on that track and get my money, I aint playinn
Better understan what I'm sayin,
What I'm sayin, I aint playin
I'll be, In front of your crib, layin, wit the mack ta start sprayinn
Any n____ thats in the game, for the fame, gotta be a lamee
Crackers'll put ya in chains
Box'll drive you insane
Sun cant shine all the time, man its gotta rain
That whole loose? is ill
You better crack the whip mang

(Chorus - 50 Cent)
A pimp aint a pimp with no hoes (hoes)
A hustla aint a hustla with no m_________in dough (dough)
A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke)
A playa aint a playa if his a__ dead broke (broke)

A pimp aint a pimp with no m_________in hoes (hoes)
A hustla aint a hustla with no m_________in dough (dough)
A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke)
A playa aint a playa if his a__ dead broke (broke)

(50 Cent)
I live
Life in the fast lane
Man I aint got nuttin ta lose
Everythin a game
Either you wit me or against me man aint nuttin changee
n____, you
Go against the grain
I'll make you
Walk wit a cane now n____ now
Who you gon' blamee
When s___ aint the same
n____ nobody hears your namee
You got down wit a gangg
O thirty-one blood
Ya'll n____s do your thang
You got 2 felonies
f___ it, go out wit a bangg
Ya'll n____s wanna hangg
Wit n____s that fitlthy rich
They aint even got ta talk
To take your b____
One look was all it took
She seen the benz-o
She seen them T.Vs
And them big ol' chriz-omes
A-yo the b____ useta bring you dough
Useta be your bottom hoe
Now your paper comin' slow
She feel like she had ta go
Roll wit them rich n____s and ball with them ball-az
Politic wit the w______ the real shot call-az

(Bun B)
I got one life to live
Follow that light that keeps on guidin me
Hate-az tryin me
Hoes is a-bidein me
Media ride me
King a the underground
So the streets is steady hide-in me
Representin sure taste-az
The yay keep takin pride in me
Streets
Deciple slide-in me
Status reports the badest you caught
Walk in the black top wit fat rocks and had his newport
I cant stay away like Too $hort
I gots ta break a b______s back
Tore em up, get em ready ta port
Put em on the master track
I blast the facts the life in the grill
Gorilla pimpin
If I have ta mack ya wife then I will
It's me and 50 Cent my n____
Live in trife, and thats real
Talkin s___ on us, thats like pullin out a knife and dont kill
Thats on for treal (?)
I'm on for million wit your pit, in the c___ that s___ true
I split through, your defences, so relentless, get you, without you even
knoin
Got you strippin and even hoe-in
You dont wanna let the pro in the door
This what we showin

(Repeat)

(50 Cent)
Is your b____ your b____ or is your b____ mines?
Is your b____ your b____ all the time?
You done got your paper, now its time I get mines
Except the serve and everything'll be fine
b____!

(50 Cent talking over beat)
Runnin from pimpin...b____ you need to run TO some pimpin
Wit them cheap a__ payless shoes you got on hoe
You still aint figured out what a hoe supposed to look like
Look at you m_________a here
Huh b____?
How you gunna catch some dates lookin like that hoe?
b____ get off the sidewalk and into the street
b____ the sidewalk is for pimpin b____!

(Fades)