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
Ver BiograFia Completa
[Intro]
Though we gotta say goodbye for the summer Baby, I promise you this I'll send you all my love everyday in a letter Sealed with a kiss
[Chorus: King Chip]
These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up (yeah)
These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up (yeah)
Told these hoes I'll be back around June (around June)
Told these hoes I'll be back around June (WHAT?!)
Better yet I'll change my numbers for the whole winter (who?)
Damn, it's so cold in the fucking winter (whooo)
These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up (what)
Damn, I'm so cold in the fucking winter (yeah)
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
You gon' be at [?] all summer
So you gon' hear this remix all summer
Nigga, fuck your women crush Wednesday
I just fucked your women crush Wednesday
Wasn't even Wednesday, nigga, it was Benz Day
He like why you riding with him?
She like we just friends, bae
Before anyone else, please
You ain't got no man, all your pics selfies
I be taking wealthy, alling in my pictures
You be fighting over hoes, [?] all the bitches
Fronting money, could've got behind it for free
I got this pretty one in Cali, Thotiana Ali
I got a New York [?], plastic [?] body
Mommy think she Holly, [?]
Got a [?] in Miami, I call her Thot Angel
Even if he wife you, he cannot change you
[?]
[Chorus: King Chip]
These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up (yeah)
These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up (yeah)
Told these hoes I'll be back around June (around June)
Told these hoes I'll be back around June (WHAT?!)
Better yet I'll change my numbers for the whole winter (who?)
Damn, it's so cold in the fucking winter (whooo)
These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up (what)
Damn, I'm so cold in the fucking winter (yeah)
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
I move right, I'm stepping with [?]
So much beef, I got the party with the burner on me
My chain [?], my wrist all chunky
My pockets [?], [?] bitch want me
[?] love her, she want the limelight
[?] get your mind right
[?] when the bottles come
She got a nice set of tits, [?]
[?] the bartender, [?]
[?] lust, [?] fucked with Guss
In Sin City, I fuck with them hoes [?]
Substitute [?], I'm filling in for Biggie
Now watch a model chick turn to a bottle chick
You hit the lotto, bitch, [?] my grotto, bitch
Don't call [?] this is my astate
And that's old money, bitch, I'm getting cake
[Chorus: King Chip]
These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up (yeah)
These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up (yeah)
Told these hoes I'll be back around June (around June)
Told these hoes I'll be back around June (WHAT?!)
Better yet I'll change my numbers for the whole winter (who?)
Damn, it's so cold in the fucking winter (whooo)
These hoes keep calling, I ain't picking up (what)
Damn, I'm so cold in the fucking winter (yeah)