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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[Intro: 50 Cent & Girl]
No, I ain't signing shit (Yeah)
50 you think you all that? you a grimy nigga
Yeah, yeah
Runnin' round with them grimy ass Mobb Deep niggas
I don't care how much money you make
Fuck you, bitch
You always gon' be a dirty nigga
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Girl]
Bitch get off me
Don't do it like that
Back up off me, bitch
Don't do it like that
I talk like a pimp but I'm mo' like a Mack
Quit fuckin' with my nerves now I needs me a sack
Bitch get off me
Don't do it like that
Back up off me, bitch
Don't do it like that
I talk like a pimp but I'm mo' like a Mack
Quit fuckin' with my nerves now I needs me a sack
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
I'm the club doin' my dance (Yeaaah), I had a few drinks
Please don't look at me like that, I might think
You some old drama, coming back for more
Don't make me fuck around and shoot the wrong the [?]
I'm lookin for a star whorе, celebrity bitch
And we can fly in that G and wе can ride in my 2 seat shit
Bitch you a regular bitch
I got rich, influential woman on my dick
I'm at fashion shows, with my gangsta clothes
And you can't get in without a tuxedo
I'm at movie premiers, I'm at private parties
Gettin' bent havin' a ball with all of my people
That's right we dirty, straight filthy, hoe
In other words trick we got millions to blow
So if you Charlize Theron or better
Then we can hit the jewelry store together, if not
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Girl]
Bitch get off me
Don't do it like that
Back up off me, bitch
Don't do it like that
I talk like a pimp but I'm mo' like a Mack
Quit fuckin' with my nerves now I needs me a sack
Bitch get off me
Don't do it like that
Back up off me, bitch
Don't do it like that
I talk like a pimp but I'm mo' like a Mack
Quit fuckin' with my nerves now I needs me a sack
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Mannn, bitch back up off me if you ain't no worker (Uh)
You ain't got to run from pimpin', it ain't gon' hurt ya (Uh-uh)
There's a lot of broken homes when I roam
Any girl that can groan on the phone get the tone, click
Man, I'm a Mack like [?] [?] and you fuckin' them but you be payin' them (Yeah)
Conversatin' all day with 'em (Uh)
I ain't for the yip yap, fuck all the chit chat (Uh-huh)
If you ain't bendin' over in the Rover then get back (Get back)
If you leave her 'round me then I'm gon' get her
Blue Hef, two time, EV and award winner (Thank you)
And if I roll round long enough from the floor winner
She'll be in the restaurant buyin' us all dinner (Uh-huh)
I need a hotter bitch (Yeah)
Louis and Prada bitch (Yeah)
That plays a role 'cause she knows I got a bitch (Yeah)
And if you heard of me then you know what they fell about
Probably somewhere in the back of the club yellin' out
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Girl]
Bitch get off me
Don't do it like that
Back up off me, bitch
Don't do it like that
I talk like a pimp but I'm mo' like a Mack
Quit fuckin' with my nerves now I needs me a sack
Bitch get off me
Don't do it like that
Back up off me, bitch
Don't do it like that
I talk like a pimp but I'm mo' like a Mack
Quit fuckin' with my nerves now I needs me a sack