Biografía:
Curtis James Jackson (nacido el 6 de julio de 1975 en South Jamaica, Queens, New York), conocido profesionalmente como 50 Cent, es un rapero afroamericano. Conocido también por los apodos fifti Cent, alcanzó la fama con los masivos éxitos comerciales de sus álbumes Get Rich or Die Tryin' y The Massacre, ambos multi-platinos y vendiendo alrededor de 16 millones de copias en todo el mundo. Jackson es conocido por su imagen gangsta y por haber recibido nueve disparos y seguir vivo.
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Otras canciones:
- 21 Questions
- Appr
- Best Friend
- Best Friends
- Bicycl
- Boneu
- Chadoul
- Damo
- Dansmi
- Decouri
- Entrel
- Esponnruse
- Hit
- In Da Club
- Isab
- Jama
- Jetansor
- Jusq
- Lafo4
- Lanc
- Le Bat
- Le Print
- Ledô
- Letit Bon
- Lov
- Moi
- No No Yo
- Nse
- Oleua
- Patiently Waiting
- Pisc
- Pist
- Rponde
- Sang
- Tout
- Yfa Cho
- Ayo Technology
- Crazy
- Hate It Or Love It
- Im Supposed To Die Tonight
- My Life
- On And On
- Party Aint Over
- Still Think Im Nothing
- Window Shopper
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro: Jeremih & 50 Cent]
Bbm
Oh yeah
D#m F#
Look at you, you lil' dirty ass nigga you ain't shit
Bbm
Ouuh
Bongo By The Way
[Hook: Jeremih & 50 Cent]
Bbm D#m F#
They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
Yeah
Bbm D#m G#
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Bbm D#m F#
Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
Bbm D#m G#
They all act like they ain't know bet they know now
I'm up nigga
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Bbm D#m F#
If I ever said fuck you nigga I meant to
Bbm
When you come up how I came up, life's not gentle
Bbm
See that tear in my mama eye, that meant the rent due
D#m F# G#
I prayed on it, God didn't say nothing back
Bbm
Saw that cocaine you had, we turned it to crack
D#m F#
Had a couple grams of diesel, we was just tryna make it
Bbm
A brown sheepskin on, niggas was tryna' take it
D#m G#
You know the kind of drama that come with the leather bomber
Bbm
Niggas try to jump you gotta stay with the lama
D#m F#
Suckers shit niggas get shot over some nah, nah
Bbm
If niggas want problems I'm sayin' this no problem
D#m F#
I catch 'em on the late night and dearly depart 'em
[Pre-Hook: Jeremih]
D#m
Look back
Look where we started from
It's all the beginning
D#m
They ain't tell me why we come this far
Now they feel it in the air
Bbm
When it's 2AM and the sky is filled with stars
Bbm F#
Driving down the boulevard
I remember when...
[Hook: Jeremih & 50 Cent]
Bbm D#m F#
They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
Yeah
Bbm D#m G#
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Bbm D#m F#
Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
Bbm D#m G#
They all act like they ain't know bet they know now
I'm up nigga
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Bbm
I remember all the shit you said to me 'cause it hurt me
D#m F#
Then it helped me 'cause then I was down to do the dirt
Bbm
See the knots in my pockets boy, I go the cash route
D#m G#
I see you with your skinny jeans, punk, with your ass out
Bbm
And I got all kind of money now
Look what you made me
D#m F#
Got a different type of temper, man a nigga get crazy
Bbm
My A.P. look like I done dipped it in water, hard
D#m G#
Like me when I done dipped in your daughter (GOD!)
Bbm
From playin' with Hot Wheels to collecting cars
D#m F#
That shit in the duPont REGISTRY's in my yard
Bbm
Somehow the bullshit shifted
D#m
Now the motherfuckers calling me gifted
And I be like
[Pre-Hook: Jeremih]
D#m
Look back
Look where we started from
It's all the beginning
D#m
They ain't tell me why we come this far
Now they feel it in the air
Bbm
When it's 2AM and the sky is filled with stars
Bbm
Driving down the boulevard
I remember when...
[Hook: Jeremih & 50 Cent]
Bbm D#m F#
They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
Yeah
Bbm D#m G#
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Bbm D#m F#
Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
Bbm D#m G#
They all act like they ain't know bet they know now
I'm up nigga
Bbm
Oh yeah
D#m F#
Look at you, you lil' dirty ass nigga you ain't shit
Bbm
Ouuh
Bongo By The Way
[Hook: Jeremih & 50 Cent]
Bbm D#m F#
They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
Yeah
Bbm D#m G#
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Bbm D#m F#
Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
Bbm D#m G#
They all act like they ain't know bet they know now
I'm up nigga
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Bbm D#m F#
If I ever said fuck you nigga I meant to
Bbm
When you come up how I came up, life's not gentle
Bbm
See that tear in my mama eye, that meant the rent due
D#m F# G#
I prayed on it, God didn't say nothing back
Bbm
Saw that cocaine you had, we turned it to crack
D#m F#
Had a couple grams of diesel, we was just tryna make it
Bbm
A brown sheepskin on, niggas was tryna' take it
D#m G#
You know the kind of drama that come with the leather bomber
Bbm
Niggas try to jump you gotta stay with the lama
D#m F#
Suckers shit niggas get shot over some nah, nah
Bbm
If niggas want problems I'm sayin' this no problem
D#m F#
I catch 'em on the late night and dearly depart 'em
[Pre-Hook: Jeremih]
D#m
Look back
Look where we started from
It's all the beginning
D#m
They ain't tell me why we come this far
Now they feel it in the air
Bbm
When it's 2AM and the sky is filled with stars
Bbm F#
Driving down the boulevard
I remember when...
[Hook: Jeremih & 50 Cent]
Bbm D#m F#
They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
Yeah
Bbm D#m G#
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Bbm D#m F#
Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
Bbm D#m G#
They all act like they ain't know bet they know now
I'm up nigga
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Bbm
I remember all the shit you said to me 'cause it hurt me
D#m F#
Then it helped me 'cause then I was down to do the dirt
Bbm
See the knots in my pockets boy, I go the cash route
D#m G#
I see you with your skinny jeans, punk, with your ass out
Bbm
And I got all kind of money now
Look what you made me
D#m F#
Got a different type of temper, man a nigga get crazy
Bbm
My A.P. look like I done dipped it in water, hard
D#m G#
Like me when I done dipped in your daughter (GOD!)
Bbm
From playin' with Hot Wheels to collecting cars
D#m F#
That shit in the duPont REGISTRY's in my yard
Bbm
Somehow the bullshit shifted
D#m
Now the motherfuckers calling me gifted
And I be like
[Pre-Hook: Jeremih]
D#m
Look back
Look where we started from
It's all the beginning
D#m
They ain't tell me why we come this far
Now they feel it in the air
Bbm
When it's 2AM and the sky is filled with stars
Bbm
Driving down the boulevard
I remember when...
[Hook: Jeremih & 50 Cent]
Bbm D#m F#
They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing
Yeah
Bbm D#m G#
Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting
Look at me now nigga
Bbm D#m F#
Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out
Y'all niggas ain't shit
Bbm D#m G#
They all act like they ain't know bet they know now
I'm up nigga
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