As The World Turns Lyrics - Guess Who's Back? - 50 Cent

(50 Cent) 

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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 

Nigga I need money to main-tainn 

Hustalin aint a gamee 

Nigga 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 

Nigga I bring the painn 

You thought shit stay the samee 

Nigga shit gon' change 

Put a bullet in your brainn 

Nigga at close range 

Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and your motherfuckin chainn 

Aint nuittin funny mangg 

I'm about my money mangg 

Bitch 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 nigga 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 

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(Chorus - 50 Cent) 

A pimp aint a pimp with no hoes (hoes) 

A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin dough (dough) 

A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) 

A playa aint a playa if his ass dead broke (broke) 

A pimp aint a pimp with no motherfuckin hoes (hoes) 

A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin dough (dough) 

A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) 

A playa aint a playa if his ass 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 

Nigga, you 

Go against the grain 

I'll make you 

Walk wit a cane now nigga now 

Who you gon' blamee 

When shit aint the same 

Nigga nobody hears your namee 

You got down wit a gangg 

O thirty-one blood 

Ya'll niggas do your thang 

You got 2 felonies 

Fuck it, go out wit a bangg 

Ya'll niggas wanna hangg 

Wit niggas that fitlthy rich 

They aint even got ta talk 

To take your bitch 

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 bitch 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 niggas and ball with them ball-az 

Politic wit the willies the real shot call-az 

Photos 

(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 bastards 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 nigga 

Live in trife, and thats real 

Talkin shit 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 clit that shit 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 

A pimp aint a pimp with no motherfuckin hoes (hoes) 

A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin dough (dough) 

A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) 

A playa aint a playa if his ass dead broke (broke) 

(Repeat) 

(50 Cent) 

Is your bitch your bitch or is your bitch mines? 

Is your bitch your bitch all the time? 

You done got your paper, now its time I get mines 

Except the serve and everything'll be fine 

Bitch! 

(50 Cent talking over beat) 

Runnin from pimpin... bitch you need to run TO some pimpin 

Wit them cheap ass payless shoes you got on hoe 

You still aint figured out what a hoe supposed to look like 

Look at you motherfucka here 

Huh bitch? 

How you gunna catch some dates lookin like that hoe? 

Bitch get off the sidewalk and into the street 

Bitch the sidewalk is for pimpin bitch! 

(Fades)