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50 cent – ching ching ching lyrics

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[50 cent]
yeah! g-g-g-g-g-g-g-unit!!~!
(yayo) {non-stop}

[hook: 50 cent]
i hustled then i got that ching ching ching
then i bought my bling bling bling
that’s how i got your f-ckin b-tch on my d-ck
i hustled then i got that ching ching ching
then i bought my bling bling bling
that’s how i got your f-ckin b-tch on my d-ck

[verse 1: tony yayo]
you can catch me run inside n-gga, doin my thing
cause what i write with my pen got me next to don king
i’m blowin h-2-o, in a h2
with a project chick named rachel
i got rocks on my neck, with a big–ss piece
and come through in a lex with claudette ortiz
with no roof on the top, that’s my sunday car
in the hummer lookin hot, that’s my monday car
i got a stable of hoes, now i’m a p-i-m-p
and bring in b-tches on a amtrak with grams of d
we got beams on the gat, we detail our weapons
and the way that i rap, we e-mail addressin
n-ggas hear what i spent, and wonder how i write it
g-unit gon’ win, we on automatic pilot

[hook: 50 cent]
i hustled then i got that ching ching ching
then i bought my bling bling bling
that’s how i got your f-ckin b-tch on my d-ck
i hustled then i got that ching ching ching
then i bought my bling bling bling
that’s how i got your f-ckin b-tch on my d-ck

[verse 2: tony yayo]
with menage-a-trois’ i got these dyk-s wetoff of blue e pills with the knife checks
i’m still blowin green in the pj’s
laid out in the cut readin screenplays, n-gga be ea-sy
don’t talk grea-sy, the rap game needs me
i spent 16, you gettin charged by the freebie
y’all n-ggas in court, spillin the beans
about the kid from new york that be k!llin the fiends
i’m a h-u-s-t-l-e-r hustler
i got 2 maids but f-ck it i need a butler

[hook: 50 cent]
i hustled then i got that ching ching ching
then i bought my bling bling bling
that’s how i got your f-ckin b-tch on my d-ck
i hustled then i got that ching ching ching
then i bought my bling bling bling
that’s how i got your f-ckin b-tch on my d-ck

b-tch!!
{can’t forget, rewind, dvd magazine}
“can the drummer have some!”