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: DMX]
Think I ain't got a trick up my mothafuckin' sleeve
You bitch-ass niggas
Fuck these niggas thinking?
Y'all niggas thinkin' I'm doing, just sittin' around doin' nothin'?
Oh my God, niggas can't be serious
Yeah!
[Hook: Riak Riak, 2Pac, DMX]
How you want me to (How you want it?) (What?)
How do you feel? (C'mon!) (Tell me how you want it)
Love for real (Hey!) (Tell daddy how you want it)
How you want me to (Uh, uh) (How you want it?)
How do you feel? (Tell me how you want it)
Love for real (C'mon!, uh, uh, uh)
How you want me to (How you want it?)
How do you feel? (Tell me how you want it)
Love for real (Hey!)
How you want me to (How you want it?)
How do you feel? (Tell me how you want it)
Love for real (What?)
[Verse 1: The Game]
Fresh like, uh, Impala, uh
Chrome hydraulics, 808, drums
You don't want, none, nigga better, run
When beef is on, I'll pop that, trunk
Come get, some, pistol grip, pump
If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones
It's red-rum, ready, here it come
Gang in the front in case a nigga wanna stunt
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
I put Lamborghini doors on that Escalade
Low pro, so low, look like I'm ridin' on blades
In one year, mane, a nigga so paid
I have a straight bitch in the telly goin' both ways (ahh!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to you just how you like it, girl
You're now rockin' with the best
Tre pound on my hip, Teflon on my chest
Ahh
[Verse 3: DMX]
Ayo, ayo, ayo
Cats don't know (What?)
What it's gon' be, fuckin' with a nigga like me
D to the M to the X (X)
Last I heard, y'all niggas was havin' sex (Uh)
With the same sex (Woo)
I show no love (Yeah) to homo thugs (Nah)
Empty out, reload, and blow more slugs (Boom)
[Verse 4: Riak Riak]
Got some question I gotta ask ya
Put your ass up, on Death Row
Ok, let's go, let's go to front row, let's go
Baby, you got a better flow
Oh, mama, tell me how you feel
Snow queen, like ya smile, don't wanna see you cry
I never seen someone like you before in my life
If you with me, that sound sweet, special
Baby, I got, none
[Hook: Riak Riak, 2Pac, DMX]
How you want me to (How you want it?)
How do you feel? (Tell me how you want it)
Love for real (Hey!) (Tell daddy how you want it)
How you want me to (Uh, uh)
How do you feel?
Love for real (C'mon!)
[Verse 5: 2Pac]
I love the way you activate your hips, and push your ass out
Got a brother wantin' it so bad, I'm about to pass out
Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it
Baby, just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it
Catch you at a club, you're hips have got me fiendin'
Body talkin' quick to me, but I can't comprehend the meanin'
Now, if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance
Doin' eighty on the freeway, catch me if you can
Forgive me, I'm a rider, still, I'm just a simple man
All I want is money, plus the fame, I'm a simple man
Mr. International, player with the passport
Just like Aladdin's wish, get you anything you ask for
It's either him or me; the Champagne, Hennessy
A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies
Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what my foes need
Make some mo' cheese, funk, ya don't need
Approachin' women with a passion, been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way
[Bridge: Riak Riak]
Your feel, It's just too much to say
I know how or why you feel our s-
[Hook: Riak Riak, 2Pac, DMX]
How you want me to (How you want it?) (What?)
How do you feel? (Tell me how you want it)
Love for real (Hey!) (Tell daddy how you want it)
How you want me to (Uh, uh) (How you want it?)
How do you feel? (Tell me how you want it)
Love for real (C'mon!, uh, uh, uh)
How you want me to (How you want it?)
How do you feel? (Hey!) (Tell me how you want it)
Love for real (Hey!)
How you want me to (How you want it?)
How do you feel? (Tell me how you want it)
Love for real (What?)