50 Cent - The Good Die Young lyrics

Album: Power Of The Dollar (2000)

[Fifty talkin´ to himself]
Yo, you know what I want? I want the beat to drop right..now
niggas be thinkin´ I am crazy right?
you´re crazy..
I aint crazy...
you´re crazy....
atleast I do not think I am crazy
I think my shit´s hot, I think I am hot
you hot but you crazy..
why they want to?..man..I do not know...

[Verse 1:]
It is the money that - makes shit get ugly
It is the money that - makes these hoes love me
It is the money that - makes niggas want to slug me
man..I thought the money would make it all lovely
Yo, I actually write what I do or see
the felonies from day to day make me say what I say
when I die my art will be worth more than Picasso´s, don´t cry for me,
smile for me
and if you see them niggas that wet me, wile´ for me
remember the good times, the chips we stacked
the clips we packed
and all the bricks we cooked from coke to crack
let my tombstone read I Tried & from the start everything I wrote
was from my heart
so it will always be number one on my chart
I get sensitive with my shit, don´t f*ck with my art
sometimes it sounds like I am playin´ but I am sayin´
this shit´s real, it aint a game.

[Chorus]
They say the good die young, I guess these grimy niggas live a
long time, sit in fancy whips, sip champaigne & shine, keep your eyes
on yours while I keep my eyes on mine. [Repeat]

[Verse 2:]
1st it happened to Stretch then to Pac & Big
I am convinced it can happen to anybody kid
so I get vest up when I get dressed up
in the hood it is messed up, niggas runnin´ ´round shootin´ shit up
if it is Dom that you drinkin´ fill up my cup
if you got somethin´ to doubt me, shut the f*ck up
why do niggas act like they hard when they know they butt?
and gettin´ robbed aint a good time to press ya luck
duke listen, if you move I am´a hurt you
you will get your turn to shine later, patience is a virtue
right now what you need to do is gimme the cash
forget about your Boss bein´ mad, just save ya ass
be a good Boy now, go & get your stash
I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was trash
alright run along before I shoot ya ass
I hate to do this to you but I really need this cash.

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 3:]
I know we all have got to go, but I would hate to go fast
then again I do not think it would be fun to stick around & go last
man listen, if you really really like this shit
nigga call Steve Stoute & I will write ya shit
call him now before I drop for real ´cause after I drop
I am´a be chargin´ ya´ll niggas like Forty a pop
to each his own, me? I got it while it was cheap
typical mentality, I know, I am straight from the street
1999´s the yeahr of the predator, I am killin´ to eat
niggas´ll treat you like a egg, you come to cop you get beat
gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? what a treat
you are a generous guy
take em off or die
man, we hurtin´ ´round here, aint nobody slingin´ pies
look around, aint nobody ´round here fly
why you ´round here with this shit anyway? huh? you high?
see, you done made the wrong move, kiss your ass goodbye.

[Chorus 2x]

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