Jackson was born and raised in South Jamaica, a neighborhood in the New York City borough of Queens. His mother Sabrina, a drug dealer, died in a fire when he was 8. Since his father had already abandoned the family, young Curtis was sent to live with his grandparents. Growing up during the crack epidemic of the 80s and 90s, Jackson dealt drugs when he wasn't "killing time" at school or boxing at a local gym. His grandparents assumed he was at after-school programs when he was out selling crack. In tenth grade, Jackson was caught with guns and drug money passing through the metal detectors at Andrew Jackson High School in Queens. In 1994, Jackson was arrested again for selling vials of cocaine to an undercover officer, and three weeks later he was arrested yet-again after police found heroin, crack cocaine, and a starter pistol in his home. Jackson was sentenced to 3 to 9 years in prison, but opted to join a 6 month boot camp program and get his GED. Around this time, Jackson began going by "50 Cent," inspired by deceased Brooklyn stick-up man Kelvin "50 Cent" Martin.
After leaving drug dealing to pursue a rap career, he released his debut album Guess Who's Back Again in 2002. He was discovered by Eminem and Dr. Dre and then signed to Interscope Records. He has since released Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003), The Massacre (2006), Curtis (2007) and Before I Self Destruct (2009).
50 Cent has engaged in feuds with other rappers including Jay-Z, Ja Rule, The Game, Cam'ron, Fat Joe, and Rick Ross. He has also pursued an acting career, appearing in the semi-autobiographical film Get Rich or Die Tryin' in 2005, the Iraq War film Home of the Brave in 2006, and Righteous Kill in 2008. 50 Cent is one of the richest hip-hop performers, having a net worth estimated at US $440 million in 2008.
Before 50 Cent ever inked a major deal, he built up a substantial fan base in New York through underground mixtapes. 50 Cent met up with Jam Master Jay of Run-DMC and was signed to his label to write all of Jay’s music. After he’d left JMJ, he signed to Columbia Records in 1996. On this label, he released Power of the Dollar, and the singles How to Rob and Ghetto Qua Ran. Columbia Records released him from the label after being shot on May 24th, 2000.
Around this time, Eminem had heard one of 50 Cent’s demo tapes and expressed a huge interest in him on MTV, as did Dr. Dre. Shortly after this, 50 Cent officially signed to Interscope Records. He was the first rapper to sign to the joint label owned by Dr. Dre and Eminem. The first song he released on this record was entitled Wanksta and was featured on the 8 Mile soundtrack.
In its first week of release, his debut ”Get Rich Or Die Tryin’” sold 872,000 units - easily reaching Gold status. Within the second week it went Platinum (1 mil) and on April 12th, 2004 the RIAA certified it six times Platinum.
In 2005 he followed the success of his album Get Rich or Die Tryin’ with a new release - The Massacre (originally called St. Valentines Day Massacre until the release date was pushed back). The first single released off this, Disco Inferno, was a huge hit - he followed this hit up by the release of Candy Shop and then again with Just a Lil Bit.
In 2003 Interscope Records allowed 50 Cent to have his own label - G-Unit Records. He first signed Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo and Young Buck as the established members of G-Unit Records. In 2004, Dr. Dre and 50 Cent had signed The Game under a joint venture.
Get That Money
50 Cent Lyrics
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I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah, yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks
Coca-Cola came and bought it for billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes, who the fuck cares?
I'm stanky rich, I'mma die trying to spend this shit
Southside's up in in this bitch
Yeah, I smell like the vault, I used to sell dope
I did play the block, now I play on boats
In the south of France baby, Saint-Tropez
Get a tan, I'm already black, rich, I'm already that
Gangsta, get a gat, hit a head in a hat
Call that a river rat, shit, fuck the chitter chat
The baker, I bake the bread, the barber, I cut your head
The marksman, I spray the lead, blood clot, chop your leg
Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig?
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah, yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
You can call this my new shit, but it ain't new though
I got rid of my old bitch, now I got new hoes
First it was the Benzo, now I'm in the Enzo
Ferrari, I'm sorry, I keep blowing up
They call me the cake man, the strawberry shake man
I spray the AR, make your whole clique break dance
Backspin, head spin, flatline, you're dead then
9 shells, MAC-10, "who wanna get it cracking?"
I was young, I couldn't do good, now I can't do bad
I ride, wreck the new Jag, I just bought a new Jag
Now nigga why you mad? Oh, you can't do that?
I'm so forgetful, they calling me cocky
I come up out the jeweler, they calling me Rocky
It's the ice on my neck, man, the wrist and my left hand
Bling like bloaw, you like my style
Ha ha, I'm heading to the bank right now
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah, yeah)
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk
Like a Teflon Don, boy, I run New York
When I come outta court, yeah, I pop the cork
I keep it gangsta, I have ya outlined in chalk
In the hood if ya ask about me
They'll tell ya I'm 'bout my bread
Round the world if ya ask about me
They'll tell ya they love the kid
Whoa, hey (I-I get it)
Whoa, hey (I-I get it)
Whoa, hey (Yeah)
Whoa, hey (I run New York)
Whoa, hey (I-I get it)
Whoa, hey (I-I get it)
Whoa, hey (Yeah, yeah)
Whoa, hey (I run New York) whoa
I get money, money I got (I'm back on the streets, man)
I get money, money I got (I'm bringing the heat, man)
I get money, money I got (I'm on my grind)
Money I got, money I got (Like all the time)
I get money, money I got (Trying to stop my shine)
I get money, money I got (I'll cock my 9, don't get outta line)
I get money, money I got (Don't get outta line)
Money I got, money I got (I said don't get outta line)
I-I get it, I-I get it
In the song "I Get Money", by 50 Cent, the artist is boasting about his wealth and success. He repeats the refrain "I get money" throughout the song to emphasize his point. The first verse tells the story of how he started by selling quarter water (a flavored drink) and then ended up selling the idea to Coca-Cola for billions. The second verse talks about his excessive lifestyle, such as owning boats and going to St. Tropez, a French resort town. He also mentions his prowess with a gun and warns anyone not to mess with him. In the third verse, he continues to brag about his cars, women, and success while telling others not to try to stop him.
The song "I Get Money" was released in 2007 as a single from 50 Cent's third album, "Curtis." The song was produced by Apex alongside Dangerous LLC and was later remixed numerous times by other well-known rappers like Diddy, Lil Wayne, and Jay-Z. To back up the lyrics, the song has an uptempo and energetic beat that creates an infectious energy that pulls the listener in. The song was a commercial success and reached the Top 20 in the US Billboard Hot 100.
Line by Line Meaning
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I am successful and wealthy, and I constantly earn and accumulate money
Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!)
I not only have a lot of money, but I'm also a powerful figure with control over New York City
I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks
I started out hustling by selling cheap drinks for a profit
Coca-Cola came and bought it for billions, what the fuck?
My hustling paid off and I made a huge profit selling my business to a major corporation
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
I am so famous and wealthy that simply having a child with me will lead to a fortune
I'm stanky rich, I'mma die trying to spend this shit
I am extremely wealthy and have so much money that I don't know how to spend it all
I'm already black, rich, I'm already that
I am not only successful and wealthy, but I am also proud of my identity as a Black man
Gangsta, get a gat, hit a head in a hat
I am a gangster and will not hesitate to use a gun to defend myself and my lifestyle
Call that a river rat, shit, fuck the chitter chat
I am not interested in gossip or trivial talk - I am focused on my success and making money
The baker, I bake the bread, the barber, I cut your head
I am skilled and successful in multiple areas - I can both make money in business and also protect myself with a violent reputation
I was young, I couldn't do good, now I can't do bad
I used to struggle to make money, but now I am so successful that I cannot fail or fall into poverty
I ride, wreck the new Jag, I just bought a new Jag
I can afford to frequently buy new luxury cars, and I drive them recklessly without concern for damage or cost
When I come outta court, yeah, I pop the cork
I am so successful and powerful that even when I face legal trouble, I can celebrate my victory without consequence
They'll tell ya they love the kid
I am so well-known and well-liked that people all around the world respect and admire me
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Roy Hammond, Kirk Robinson, William Stanberry, Curtis Jackson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@immanuelkamala4963
7.2k dislikes are the people who don't get money
@shahnawazsooba7904
Nah they probably disliked 'cause this version is censored af.
@joechap2006
Factz
@dustythe2nd188
I hate that when that happens!
@zackwalker-meyer6398
😆🤣
@mrstepitup9186
Na they ti fans lol
@hlenganingidi9863
Nobody dominated the game like 50 and he deserves his props for that.
@gttmbrazy3410
Fax
@StefanNovovic
Never will.
@rayblaze210
The Game killed G-Unot, and Cassidy’s version is way better