Lyrics to: Good Die Young
By Artist: 50 Cent
yo, ya know what i want?
i want the beat to drop in right, like...now
niggas be thinkin im crazy right? (yeah, you are crazy)
i aint crazy (you are crazy)
atleast i dont think im crazy, i think my shit is hott,
i think im hott (you hott but you crazy)
why they want..i dunno
its the money that makes shit get ugly
its the money that make these hoes love me
its the money that make niggas wanna slug me
man i thought the money would make it all lovely
yo i actually write what i do or see
the felonies from day to day make me say what i say
when i die my auto be worth as much as picasso
dont cry for me smile for me
an' if you see dem niggas who wet me, wow for me
remember the good times, the chips we stacked, the clips we packed,
an all the bricks we cooked from coke to crack
let my tombstone read