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: Charlie Wilson]
At least you could wish me luck
[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
Go, what happened to wishing a nigga luck?
I could clearly peep a snake through these Cartier buffs
I was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothing
Just wanted to play and the streets had forced my hand, I had to do something
BGE but we move around like the Black Mafia Family
I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers around me
You can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun-Li
I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie
You ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas
How the hell you go from selling dope to selling out arenas?
You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble
Close your eyes and blow out a candle
[Chorus: Charlie Wilson]
At least you could wish me luck
A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake
I'm in and out of state (At least you could wish me luck)
Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake
One more flip and I'm straight (At least you could wish me luck)
I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram
Yeah, holla at me man (At least you could wish me luck)
Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake
One more flip and I'm straight (At least you could wish me luck)
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'
They tell em' what's going on, that's how they know what's happenin'
I'm riding with the top down, trunk full of yola
Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that Coca-Cola
Thousand grams of pure though, I fuck with the weirdos
They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein
Shorty crying, Christmas ain't coming, her pops locked up
When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up
Welfare ain't an option when the Feds come knocking
It's all fucked up, so wish me luck
[Chorus: Charlie Wilson]
At least you could wish me luck
A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake
I'm in and out of state (At least you could wish me luck)
Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake
One more flip and I'm straight (At least you could wish me luck)
I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram
Yeah, holla at me man (At least you could wish me luck)
Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake
One more flip and I'm straight (At least you could wish me luck)
[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
Nigga started off as a youngster
Iron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store
Me and my bro bro, drug lords
Momma, pray for us, oh Lord
We was raised off the good book
Now we in the kitchen with the cookbooks
Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look
Feds tryna build a case, say my face is a good look, fuck that
Spot getting hot so we shook to the A
I know damn well we wasn't raised that way
Now we up, down, a pound, up (Damn)
Fuck, stuck, fuck
[Chorus: Charlie Wilson]
At least you could wish me luck
A nigga movin' weight, tryna get the cake
I'm in and out of state (At least you could wish me luck)
Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake
One more flip and I'm straight (At least you could wish me luck)
I don't go hand to hand, it go gram after gram
Yeah, holla at me man (At least you could wish me luck)
Too many niggas fake, it's hard to tell a snake
One more flip and I'm straight (At least you could wish me luck)
[Outro: Charlie Wilson]
At least you wish me luck (Wish me luck)
Oh-wee, yeah, wish me luck (Wish me luck)
All you gotta do is wish me luck (Wish me luck)
I'm so tired out here (Wish me luck)
Cause all that I done been through (Wish me luck)
All you got to do is wish me luck
Yes you can, please wish me luck (Wish me luck)