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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She says you a sweetheart, a sweetheart
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She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
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She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
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I loan shit, middle finger to the middle man
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50 in this bitch and I ain't asking him for nothin'
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If your nigga got the money, we gon' rob him
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He know how to treat a hoe, I mean all that money spent
She say you a sweetheart, a sweetheart
Things tend to go a little different round here, we pimpin' nigga
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Like I'm Special Ed, but I ain't Special Ed, bitch I got it made
We here to make the paper, hope you niggas on the same page
You know boy in the hood'll have you running like Ricky from a 12 gauge
You know my bottom bitch, I done told I'd break a nigga 12 ways
A few tricks a day, that there keep the bill collectors away
You hear my name on the street, circulating, you heard I'm cakin'
These niggas try to compete, perpetratin', what's percolating?
I got thing for days, ask around, they tell you I put it down
So a hoe feel like I'm right next to her when a nigga way up town
He think he fuckin' my bitch, nigga that bitch for rent
He know how to treat a hoe, I mean all that money spent
She say you a sweetheart, a sweetheart
Things tend to go a little different round here, we pimpin' nigga
Ayo, quit captain savin', serenadin' them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
She report to pimpin', nigga back to trickin'
Ayo, quit captain savin', serenadin' them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
She report to pimpin', nigga back to trickin'