This is a song about "Vinnie cent"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

You better learn my friend, you can never earn a cent without them retaining it

Your raps have a limp like the 50 cent hoes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

From now in the night you'll find me in the club with 50 cent

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

I'd rather take pain than call myself fifty cent/

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Ju 52 cent sun i boni

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Squeezin' a dollar from a dime when i haven't a single cent

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

50 cent jay em was good ask me 2 pac was the real hood