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: Chief Keef]
Young Chop on the beat
I can't spell sober
I'm a smoker, Fredo a drinker, Tadoe off molly water
Sober, my bitches stay sober
Sober
Damn, I hate bein' sober
I hate bein' sober
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
Damn, I hate bein' sober, I'm a smoker
Fredo a drinker, Tadoe off molly water
But we can't spell sober
Ballout roll up, when we roll up, bitches be on us
All the hoes, they love smokin' and love drinkin'
Anti-sober for no reason
'Cause we can't spell sober
Y'all know us, we smoke strong, bruh
Watch me roll up
'Cause I can't spell sober
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
On my tour bus we get dumb high, you's a floor boy
Fredo got a hangover, he totin' a Cobra
Last night he was shootin' shit up like O-Dog
Reese rollin', Tadoe got hoes on mollies
Chief Sosa, Ballout, we high ridin' 'Raris
My bitches love drinkin', some love smokin'
Let my alcoholic bitch hit the dutch, she start chokin'
Call up D-Money, now we throw money
All these bitches off the shits walk around like some zombies
Call up D-Money, now we throw money
All these bitches off the shits walk around like some zombies, yeah
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
Damn, I hate bein' sober, I'm a smoker
Fredo a drinker, Tadoe off molly water
But we can't spell sober
Ballout roll up, when we roll up, bitches be on us
All the hoes, they love smokin' and love drinkin'
Anti-sober for no reason
'Cause we can't spell sober
Y'all know us, we smoke strong, bruh
Watch me roll up
'Cause I can't spell sober
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
We got a hundred pounds of this shit (Yeah)
My stash house with them bricks (Yeah)
My pockets filled with them stacks (Uh)
My bitch be gone off a flat (Whoo)
She a hot tamale when she pop a molly
It's time to party, we party hard
Drinkin', smokin', drinkin', smokin', drinkin', smokin'
We high for sure
I came in back of that Rolls
Nigga, I ain’t stuntin' them hoes (Nah)
I trick a bitch to suck dick, trick
What you spend on her, we spend on clothes
Too young for me, she want Sosa
Shooters in the Range Rover
That's GBE, when them .223's get to flyin', bitch, it's over
See my ring chain and my Rolex when I’m flexin'
Bitch, I got to get mine, nigga get outta line, I check 'em
See this gangsta shit's done to perfection
Nigga, better believe me, I make it look easy
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
Damn, I hate bein' sober, I'm a smoker
Fredo a drinker, Tadoe off molly water
But we can't spell sober
Ballout roll up, when we roll up, bitches be on us
All the hoes, they love smokin' and love drinkin'
Anti-sober for no reason
'Cause we can't spell sober
Y'all know us, we smoke strong, bruh
Watch me roll up
'Cause I can't spell sober
[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, uh, uh
My weed so strong, my cheese so long (My cheese so long)
Roll so many joints, soon I might need a lung (Might need a lung)
Spend so many grands that I might need some bands (Might need some bands)
That's your bitch, why she actin' like she need a man? (Need a man)
I’m faded (Faded), talkin' mill's 'cause I made it (Made it)
Talkin' pounds 'cause I smoke it (Smoke it)
Talkin' game 'cause I played it (I played it)
I’m wasted (Wasted), Rose thats my favorite (Favorite)
OG kush, you can taste it (Taste it)
Buying Cris' by the cases (By the cases)
I hate being sober
Don't smell no one smokin', me and my niggas gon' roll up
Believe they gon' fire on you
You think you could roll up
You smoke by the ounce
Well, bitch, I smoke by the pound 'cause
[Chorus: Chief Keef & Wiz Khalifa]
Damn I hate bein' sober (Hahaha), I'm a smoker
Fredo a drinker (Uh), Tadoe off molly water
But we can't spell sober (Sosa, what up nigga?)
Ballout roll up (What up Fredo?), when we roll up, bitches be on us
All the hoes, they love smokin' and love drinkin'
Anti-sober for no reason
'Cause we can't spell sober
Y'all know us, we smoke strong, bruh
Watch me roll up
'Cause I can't spell sober