50 Cent, cuyo nombre de nacimiento es Curtis James Jackson III, nació el 6 de julio de 1975 en el barrio de South Jamaica, Queens, Nueva York. Criado por su madre, Sabrina, quien fue traficante de drogas, 50 Cent enfrentó múltiples dificultades desde una temprana edad. Su madre murió cuando él tenía apenas ocho años, dejando a Curtis bajo el cuidado de sus abuelos.
Durante su adolescencia, Jackson cayó en el tráfico de drogas y tuvo numerosos problemas con la ley. Sin embargo, desde joven mostró interés en la música, escribiendo y componiendo sus propios temas.
El camino hacia el estrellato no fue fácil. 50 Cent comenzó su carrera musical en los últimos años de la década de 1990, grabando su primer álbum Power of the Dollar en 2000 para Columbia Records. Sin embargo, el álbum nunca fue lanzado oficialmente debido a un incidente que cambió su vida: 50 Cent recibió nueve disparos en un tiroteo en mayo de 2000. Milagrosamente, sobrevivió y decidió centrarse completamente en su carrera musical.
Tras recuperarse, 50 Cent llamó la atención de Eminem, quien quedó impresionado por su mixtape Guess Who's Back?. Eminem lo presentó a Dr. Dre, y juntos decidieron firmarlo bajo sus sellos discográficos, Shady Records y Aftermath Entertainment.
En 2003, lanzó su álbum debut Get Rich or Die Tryin', el cual fue un éxito
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Something special, unforgettable
50 Cent
(Cent)
Justin
(Tin)
Timbaland
(Land)
God damn
(Damn)
She, she, she want it, I want to give it to her
She know that it's right here for her
I want to see you break it down
I'm ballin', throw'n money around
She work it girl, she work the pole
She break it down, she take it low
She fine as hell, she about the dough
She doing her thing out on the floor
Her money, money, she makin', makin'
Look at the way she shakin', shakin'
Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste it
Have you lustin' for her, go crazy face it
Now don't stop, get it, get it
The way she shakin' make you want to hit it
Think she double jointed from the way she splitted
Got you're head fucked up from the way she did it
She's so much more than you're used to
She knows just how to move to seduce you
She gone do the right thing and touch the right spot
She'll dance in your lap till you're ready to pop
She always ready, when you want it she want it
Like a nympho, the info, I show you where to meet her
On the late night till daylight the club jumpin'
If you want a good time, she gone give you what you want
Baby, this a new age, you're like my new craze
Let's get together, maybe we can start a new phase
The smoke's got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you
justice, baby
Why don't you come over here? 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
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh
(So)
I got to give it to her
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh
(So)
I got to give it to her
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Got a thing for that thing she got
The way she make it tick, the way she make it pop
Make it rain for us so she don't stop
I ain't got to move, I can sit and watch
In her fantasy, there's plain to see
Just how it be, on me, backstrokin', sweat soakin'
All into my set sheets
When she ready to ride, I'm ready to roll
I'll be in this bitch till the club close
What should I do? One thing on all fours
Now that that shit should be against the law
From side to side, let the ride, break it down
(Down, down)
You know I like, when you hike and you throw it all around
Different style, different move, damn I like the way you
move
Girl, you got me thinkin' about all the things I do to you
Let's get it poppin' shorty, we can switch positions
From the couch to the counters in my kitchen
Baby talk to me
Baby, this a new age, you're like my new craze
Let's get together, maybe we can start a new phase
The smoke's got the club all hazy, spotlights don't do you
justice, baby
Why don't you come over here? 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
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh
(So)
I got to give it to her
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh, she wants it
Ooh, she wants it, uh uh
(So)
I got to give it to her
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you
Your hips, your thighs
You got me hypnotized, let me tell you