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]
Yeah
It's nothing crazy
Just wanna have some fun (Yeah)
This one right here is for the producers
I do this 'cause I love it, man
It's just a sample (Haha)
See if I could paint a picture for you right quick
Got a lil' kick drum playin'
Y'all finish it for me
Gotta use your imagination now (Haha)
[Verse 1]
Imagine I was broke right now, saying, "Damn, where my friends go"
Catburglar style, I'm coming through your window
Bitch, I'm so focused, nigga, I'm so focused
Slim chance I'ma go back to killing roaches
Be quiet, you can hear the rats in the wall
Make you want to pump crack 'til you stack racks
The dope bring the dough in, Shawn sister, she hoein'
Like Brenda with her baby, she six months, she showing
For fifty, she'll suck that; for a buck, you could fuck that
You thinkin' she nasty, but niggas is nasty
Dice game, shake 'em up, praying for a six
The wolves out there hungry, they looking for a lick
Sundown to sunup, they looking for a come-up
Ten-thirty in progress right in your projects
They boosting, you like Gucci, they got it
Spot it, and every other high-end product
I put you on, my man's man got a credit card scam
Come through later, I'ma plug you in, fam
Niggas pissed on the staircase in the elevator
Now I'm pissed 'cause I'm starting to smell like piss, player
My lil' man get bread, I tell you what he doing
He bag up for days 'til cocaine in his urine
His momma got bills, he avoiding the eviction
He play lookout and warn niggas when the dicks come
[Hook]
You can say I'm ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker
Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker
You can say I'm ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker
Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker
You can say I'm ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker
Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker
You can say I'm ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker
Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker
[Verse 2]
Mikey put his foot to a bitch ass on some pimp shit
Ten hoes, ten Gs a night, niggas getting rich
Any nigga get out of line, I got 'em
"Southside" across my back, I'm from the bottom
All a nigga need is a block and a connect
And a box of 9M-Ms to load in the tech
The beef all gravy, a nigga half crazy
You pull it, better bang it, 'cause niggas will bring it
That kush moving faster than crack, nigga, it's burning
Now move a couple pounds of that, now, you're earning
Stack paper on every flip, get the whip
Then get a new bitch and forget the one you with
She said she could do bad all by her damn self
Nigga, let her do bad all by her damn self
A bitch'll tell when the pigs come
Won't even try to make bail when the pigs come
Just let her do her own thing
[Hook]
You can say I'm ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker
Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker
You can say I'm ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker
Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker
You can say I'm ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker
Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker
You can say I'm ghetto, ghetto like a muthafucker
Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthafucker