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]
Awwww!
It hurts
G-G-G-G-G-Unit!
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I warned you
Told you not to push me pussy, see what happens when you push me pussy
I warned you
Told you not to fuck around but you never listen so you go ahead and fuck around
I warned you
Told you not to push me pussy, see what happens when you push me pussy
I warned you
Told you not to fuck around but you never listen so you go ahead and fuck around
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I told y'all I'll crush him, I crushed him, it's nothin'
I'll destroy him and any motherfucker that love him
Got my thinking cap on now I'm sharp as a blade
You don't believe me, you sit there and watch me get paid
Peep game homie, my next move is always my best move
Strategic, I show you motherfuckеrs my chess moves
Beliеve it, I'm not that rapper nigga you used to
The hammer hit that shell, the hollow tip'll go through you
Contact high, smoke from the chronic got me feelin' demonic
Keep one in the head for any nigga that want it
I prepare for the worst and wish for the best
40 Cally on my hip, teflon on my chest
It's simple math, niggas get blast, D's can't add it up
Flee the crime scene clean, the DA, mad as fuck
'Cause my voice ain't on the wire tap
Nah you can't get me like that
Your so called investigation just was time you was wastin'
You call me Paulie, call sonny, call me don dada
50, I break 'em off proper
Pussy I warned you
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Told you not to push me pussy, see what happens when you push me pussy
[Verse 2: The Game]
Ask the doctor
I am the Aftermath roster in it's entirety 'till niggas retire me, I'm ridin' G
Heckler and Koch right beside of me for willy ass niggas tryna ride up on the side of me, the best kept secret 'till we did this and Whoo Kid leaked it, would've been best if I was kept a secret, now peep the way I speak this deep street shit, kick that Bruce Lee shit when I unleash shit
The dragon that is, I'm sho nuff in that G Wagon black Mac-10, nigga you could kiss my converse hatin' on me 'cause I could do in one verse what niggas can't do in a hunnid and forty concerts
Make the world feel me like the niggas before me, 2Pac Shakur, Christopher Wallace and Shawn Corey
Now 50 got the throne, let me die if I'm wrong
I know the facts homie I ain't been rhymin' for long
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I warned you
Told you not to push me pussy, see what happens when you push me pussy
I warned you
Told you not to fuck around but you never listen so you go ahead and fuck around
I warned you
Told you not to push me pussy, see what happens when you push me pussy
I warned you
Told you not to fuck around but you never listen so you go ahead and fuck around
[Outro: 50 Cent]
I HATE these fuckin' rap niggas, man
Come around talkin' and shit
Say "what's up"
You wastin' energy and air
You should be dead
Yea
I can't stand none of them
You not down with me
Stay the fuck away from me, you know I mean
Lloyd Banks
Young Buck
Game
Tony Yayo
The rest of you motherfuckers
Wave
Don't say "hi" to me
Ok, stay the fuck away from me, alright
Unless you tryna tell me you tryna get down
You gonna get down with me, cool, come, talk
Your welcome
Your all welcome
Meet me at the Plaza Hotel
It's the new king of New York
Hahahahaha