50 Cent

50 Cent es un cantante, compositor y actor estadounidense que nació el 6 de julio de 1975 en Nueva York. Su nombre real es Curtis James Jackson. Su estilo musical se basa en el hip hop y el gangsta rap. Su álbum debut, Get Rich or Die Tryin’ (2003), fue un éxito mundial y vendió más de 15 millones de copias. Ha protagonizado películas como Get Rich or Die Tryin’ (2005), Home of the Brave (2006) y Righteous Kill (2008). Ha tenido varias disputas con otros raperos como Ja Rule, Nas, Fat Joe y Rick Ross.

2000 Power of the Dollar

Lord forgive me, for I’ve sinned Over and over again just to stay on top I recall memories, filled with sin Over and over again And again and again and again. Ghetto Qu’ran (Forgive Me)

Nobody likes me Nobody likes me, but that’s okay ‘Cause I don’t like y’all anyway Man, I don’t like y’all anyway Fuck all y’all!. Life’s On the Line

The bottom line is I’m a crook with a deal If my record don’t sell I’mma rob and steal You better recognize, nigga, I’m straight from the street. How to Rob

My style will leave you aggy like them cats in jail You peoples got plenty money actin like they ain’t got bail. I’m a Hustler

For all you slow motherfuckers, I’ma break it down iller See, Preme was the business man and Prince was the killer. Ghetto Qu’ran (Forgive Me)

I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me My gat talk for me, BOW! What up, homie?. Life’s On the Line

I’ll manhandle Case like “Dope, get on the ground You ain’t with Mary no mo’, where you getting chips from now?”. How to Rob

An old timer schooled me, said: “Don’t burn bridges, my friend Imagine the G-Dub close and yo’ ass gotta swim”. I’m a Hustler

I know a lot of niggas that get dough like Bimmy and Joe And Prince and Righteous from Hillside with the mole on his nose. Ghetto Qu’ran (Forgive Me)

Niggas who hustle for me, they don’t even stash tracs They keep it on ’em, right there in they ass crack (Yeah!). Life’s On the Line

I’ll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound Like, “You, give me the cash; you, put the hot dog down”. How to Rob

Yo when the Feds come in the game, loyalty is limited Hardcore niggas start actin’ feminine With the Feds you do eighty five percent of your time Duke, you get ten, you’ll damn near do nine. I’m a Hustler

2003 Get Rich or Die Tryin’

Go, go, go, go, go, go Go Shorty, it’s your birthday We gonna party like it’s your birthday And we gonna sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday And you know we don’t give a fuck, it’s not your birthday. In Da Club

Catch stunts in my 7-45 You drive me crazy, shorty, I Need to see you and feel you next to me I provide everything you need, and I Like your smile, I don’t want to see you cry. 21 Questions

Now these pussy niggas puttin’ money on my head Go on and get your refund, motherfucker, I ain’t dead I’m the diamond in the dirt that ain’t been found I’m the underground king and I ain’t been crowned. Many Men (Wish Death)

I been patiently waitin’ for a track to explode on You can stunt if you want and yo’ ass’ll get rolled on. Patiently Waiting

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’ Look, mami, I got the X if you into takin’ drugs. In Da Club

I walk around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder ‘Til I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain’t over. Many Men (Wish Death)

I’m innocent in my head, like a baby born dead Destination heaven Sit and politic with passengers from 9/11. Patiently Waiting

When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dubs (Huh-uh) When I roll twenty deep it’s twenty knives in the club (Yeah!).In Da Club

If I was with some other chick and someone happened to see And when you asked me about it I said it wasn’t me Would you believe me? or up and leave me?. 21 Questions

Sunny days wouldn’t be special if it wasn’t for rain Joy wouldn’t feel so good if it wasn’t for pain Death gotta be easy, ‘cause life is hard It’ll leave you physically, mentally and emotionally scarred. Many Men (Wish Death)

I been patiently waitin’ for a track to explode on You can stunt if you want and yo’ ass’ll get rolled on. Patiently Waiting

2005 The Massacre

I’ll take you to the candy shop I’ll let you lick the lollipop Go ahead, girl, don’t you stop Keep going ’til you hit the spot, whoaa.Candy Shop

Girl shake that thing, yeah work that thing Let me see it go up and down Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang When you make it go round and round. Just a Lil’ Bit

This is not new, I been in this position before Grandma crib, niggas outside of her door Different day same shit, old mac new clip 32 hollow-tips, gloves, no rubber grip. I‘m Supposed to Die Tonight

That fat nigga thought “Lean Back” was “In da Club” My shit sold eleven mill’, his shit was a dud. Piggy Bank

If you be a nympho, I be a nympho In the hotel or in the back of the rental On the beach or in the park, it’s whatever you into. Candy Shop

I ain’t tryin’ to beef, I’m tryin’ to get my drink on And my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on. Just a Lil’ Bit

‘Fore we find out where yo’ bitch get her hair and nails done It’s elementary, life is but a dream You know row row your boat, your blood forms a stream.I’m Supposed to Die Tonight

Jada’ don’t fuck with me, if you wanna eat Cause I’ll do yo’ little ass like Jay did Mobb Deep Yeah homey in New York niggas like your vocals But that’s only New York dawg, yo’ ass is local. Piggy Bank

2007 Curtis

Somethin’ special, unforgettable 50 Cent, Cent, Justin, ‘tin Timbaland, ‘land, goddamn, damn. Ayo Technology

I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks Coca-Cola came and bought it for billions, what the fuck?. I Get Money

I’m in my Lambo, maggot, my fo’ fo’ faggot Doors lift up, I’m like Go Go Gadget. Straight to the Bank

You see the Testarossa, the toaster’s right on my lap So if a nigga get out of line then nigga get clapped. Still Will

Have you lusting for it, going crazy, face it Now don’t stop, get it get it The way she shake it make you wanna hit it. Ayo Technology

Yeah, I smell like the vault, I used to sell dope I did play the block, now I play on boats In the south of France baby, Saint-Tropez Get a tan, I’m already black, rich, I’m already that. I Get Money

When I made fifty mill, Em got paid When I made sixty mill, Dre got paid When I made eighty mill, Jimmy got paid. Straight to the Bank

I got an arsenal, an infantry I’m built for this mentally That’s why I’m the general, I do what they pretend to do. Still Will

You got me saying, “Ayo!” I’m tired of using technology Why don’t you sit down on top of me? Ayo! I’m tired of using technology I need you right in front of me. Ayo Technology

I was young, I couldn’t do good, now I can’t do bad I ride, wreck the new Jag, I just buy the new Jag Now nigga why you mad? Oh, you can’t do that? I’m so forgetful, they calling me cocky. I Get Money

I keep nothing but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll I got the kind of money that the bank can’t hold Got it off the street movin bundles and O’s. Straight to the Bank

2009 Before I Self Destruct

Turn a quickie into an all-nighter maybe Your sex drive it match my sex drive Then we be moving as fast as a Nascar rides Switch gears, slow down, go down, whoa now. Baby by Me

Yeah, look look, I come from a different crew, you fuck with me I’ll get to you A clip or two I’ll cripple you just ’cause I ain’t got shit to do Pistol pop, a pussy drop, drama never ever stop. Psycho

I’m racing through your mind, but you already lost I’m at the finish line and you’re a friend of mine. Do You Think About Me

Your daddy fucked your mama then fucked your sister Then climbed in your bed playing with your shitter Go ‘head, take your belt off and hang yourself Matter of fact grab your strap and bang yourself. So Disrespectful

Don’t nobody do it, uh, like I do it Feel a rush from my touch Get intoxicated, drunk off my love, call it Hennessy thug. Baby by Me

The hollow tips will hit your chest, you cough up blood ’til EMS Come pick you up, you know you’re fucked when you get on the stretcher ‘Cause I come into ICU to see you off to Heaven. Psycho

When you cross me, I’m so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful See, I get so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful. So Disrespectful

This relationship shit is too much for me I wanna fuck, be friends and live comfortably. Do You Think About Me

2014 Animal Ambition

I don’t want forever, I just wanna taste her love sample That product, I bet a nigga tongue go numb. Smoke

Nigga, you pussy, you scared I can hear your heartbeat Why the fuck would you come around here? I can hear your heartbeat. Irregular Heartbeat

I woke up this morning, this is insane Rich as a motherfucker, and ain’t much changed Open my eyes, no surprise, I’m with a different bitch Different day, different ass, different tits. Hold On

That’s your bitch, I understand, I’ve seen it all on Instagram I’m just from the past, I done been all in that ass Don’t worry ’bout what I’m doing, don’t worry ’bout what I’m doing. Don’t Worry ‘Bout It

Shawty hot, she full blown, she hot now 100 degrees, that’s with or without the top down But when she get to workin’ her hips, you know the temperature rise. Smoke

Through the windows of your soul, the eyes never lie If you ain’t scared to die, nigga, why would you cry?. Irregular Heartbeat

We came from nothing, now they saying we straight Nigga, hold up, hold on Hold on These niggas, they watching every dime we make Hold up, hold on Hold on. Hold On

Don’t worry ’bout what they talking ’bout Don’t tell me what that bitch done said I’m done with her, you can go with her I’m leaving here with another bitch. Don’t Worry ‘Bout It

Ring the alarm it’s on Smoke, you’re like smoke Yeah my nigga, wassup? Girl, you’re like smoke, smoke Fuck with me. Smoke

30 something and you ain’t never open your mouth yet Social media is giving cowards an outlet See him in person, say something, I doubt that. Irregular Heartbeat

That sneaky nigga spray that Semi at your momma crib With a silencer we couldn’t even hear that shit. Hold On

Don’t be worry ’bout my bitch pimping, she get money out that club Don’t be worry ’bout my partners and ’em, we get money, we eating. Don’t Worry ‘Bout It