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f/ Noreaga
(Chorus - 50 Cent)
It ain't easy to make money (Whoo)
So now everybody wanna take money (Uh huh, uh huh)
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money (Take money, uh)
fk wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It ain't a game
(Verse 1 - 50 Cent)
You can call me player yeah, but I ain't playing fair (Uh huh)
Takers say I'm the hottest thang comin' this year (No doubt, ha ha ha)
In the hood know, how I handle my problems
I walk up close, and I fo', fo' revolve 'em
Don't make me run to you, put the gun to you
Have yo as* on Phil Donahue explaining what the fk I done to you
Thug in the street saying I'm sunning you
Dude I'll smoke you every motherfker under you
People say chill, but still I do, what I wanna do
For now on, when I speak, y'all better listen
Why run against a thoroughbred when you ain't in no condition
Still got s**t on ya nose, from all that as* you been kissing (hahaha)
(Chorus x2 - 50 Cent w/ Noreaga in background)
It ain't easy to make money
So now everybody wanna take money
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money
fk wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It ain't a game
It ain't easy to make money
So now everybody wanna take money
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money
fk wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It ain't a game
(Verse 2 - Noreaga)
Yo where my down South at, I'm playing piddy-pat
Wit this kitty cat, b*tch swear she a city rat
It's Nore now, here look read the story now
My name Nore, and know how I rip
And if I don't feel a nigg*, I don't get on his s**t
Y'all can love me, or hate me, or suck my d*ck
I like my hoes just like Summer, no class
And working so hard, and getting no ass
Why y'all acting like, it's all ill in y'all square
Motherfker you ain't know that it's a hood everywhere
Me and 50 vandal, no we always run scandal
Weak , have us lighting up candles
Sending out roses, condolences, notices
Focuses on, like Fu Quan
Yo in they ground, that don't get no bound
Y'all keep my word, don't love no bird
Get a beef from TM, and just twist my herb
(Chorus - 50 Cent)
So now everybody wanna take money
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money
fk wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It ain't a game
It ain't easy to make money
So now everybody wanna take money
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money
fk wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It ain't a game
(Verse 3 - 50 Cent)
Yo it's all about the cash you getting
Bricks you flipping, the whips you sitting
The girls you hitting, when you living the thug life
girls I don't love no of 'em, the guns I'm running 'em
Punk I'm sunning 'em, every chance I get
Man I know is a trip, so I save all my grip
For these babies f*gg*ts flippin', dial 1-800-TIPS
Force me to bury the bricks, and the whips and take trips
Every word that come out of my mouth, I mean it, you could eat
'Cause when I stick you, you gon' cough it up like you bulimic
I'm no magician, but I could make, somethin' outta nothin'
Like turn an empty block, into a crack spot that's pumping
So all you out there, thinking you the nicest
Me 50, I'm ya motherfking mid-life crisis
(50 Cent talking)
Southside, Iraq baby, 50 Cent, Noreaga, Trackmasters, teflon
(Chorus - 50 Cent)
It ain't easy to make money
So now everybody wanna take money
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money
fk wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It ain't a game
It ain't easy to make money
So now everybody wanna take money
You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money
fk wit mines, I'ma view you at ya weight money
It ain't a game
(50 Cent talking)
