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.
Gunz Come Out )
50 Cent Lyrics
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Know what I'm about (Y'all niggas know)
Fuck with my dough (What-what y'all niggas know?)
Then the guns come out (Then the guns come out)
I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine
Walk with a little nine, case I get in a bind
They say I'm fucking crazy, they think I'm out my mind
Now you know the hoes, they know how I roll
In that new Rolls with the suicide doors
22 inch chrome, a nigga money long
You try to touch me, I pull out, you get your brains blown
You go against the grain, pussy and you on your own
You right there in my zone, welcome to the terrordome
The ice blowing my chain, blood blue in my veins
Blue still in the range, I'm doing my thang
The semi-auto spray, run if you get away
We'll find your whereabouts and clap at you another day
Nigga play with the bread, get a hole in ya head
You touch a dime of mine thug and your ass dead
Y'all niggas know (What-what y'all niggas know?)
Know what I'm about (Y'all niggas know)
Fuck with my dough (What-what y'all niggas know?)
Then the guns come out (Then the guns come out)
In the hood, hoopty, hat low, niggas don't know I'm around
Hop out, hit 'em up, lay my murder game down
You see me in ya projects, 187's in progress
Hard niggas finna soften up when that lead touch 'em
You cut 'em once he keep fighting, fuck it just keep cutting 'em
It's real killa instinct, kill or be killed
Trust me, you don't wanna feel how hollow tips feel
Fuck around and get your cap peeled, nigga you know the drill
Brownsville, Flatbush, Crown Heights, Brooklyn Zoo
Feed the wolves, they eat the food and the hand that feed 'em too
Nigga welcome to the jungle, New York, New York
Gangstas use sign language and let their guns talk
Look homie, I'm cool with some Bloods, I'm cool with some Crips
I'm cool but if there's a problem, nigga I got extra clips
I don't know karate, but I split the bricks
I don't love 'em lover boy, we can share a bitch
Y'all niggas know (What-what y'all niggas know?)
Know what I'm about (Y'all niggas know)
Fuck with my dough (What-what y'all niggas know?)
Then the guns come out (Then the guns come out)
I'll come through and touch ya, walk out then cut ya
In case your dumbass wanna tussle
AR-15, cooling system makes the shell case muffled
Scope, infrared, run you're still dead
Hit your calf, hit your ass, hit ya back, then your head
Contract killa, murder for the scrilla
Search, find a nigga, run up behind a nigga
Shoot car windows out to flatline a nigga
Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy
You on your way to meet your maker, nigga are you ready
No exception to the rule, death is promised
Plus I just bought my niggas new Macs and llamas
Got respect for human life, but will accommodate you
One phone call and niggas will exterminate you
No future fucking with me, there's no tomorrow
Niggas'll run up on you tonight and hit you with hollows
Y'all niggas know (What-what y'all niggas know?)
Know what I'm about (Y'all niggas know)
Fuck with my dough (What-what y'all niggas know?)
Then the guns come out (Then the guns come out)
The lyrics of Gunz Come Out by 50 Cent are all about violence, guns, and retribution. 50 Cent paints a picture of himself as a dangerous and powerful figure who is not afraid to use his guns to get what he wants. He raps that if someone messes with his money, they will see the guns come out. He also raps about how he is always armed and ready for a fight, with a "little nine" always by his side in case he gets into trouble. He boasts about his wealth and success, driving a new Rolls Royce with 22-inch chrome wheels, and his violent tendencies, willing to "bust a nigga head all the time."
Moreover, 50 Cent asserts that he is not just dangerous but also smart, saying he will find you and "clap at you another day" if you manage to run away. He also emphasizes that he is well-respected in the gangster world, having friends among Bloods and Crips, but also warns that he is not to be messed with. He suggests that there is no exception to the rule of death is promised, and that he is always ready to exterminate anyone who opposes him. Overall, the lyrics of Gunz Come Out place 50 Cent as a powerful, violent, and intimidating figure.
Line by Line Meaning
Y'all niggas know (What-what y'all niggas know?)
Do you really understand what happens when you mess with me?
Know what I'm about (Y'all niggas know)
You know that I'm not someone to be messed with.
Fuck with my dough (What-what y'all niggas know?)
Try to take my money or mess with my business and see what happens.
Then the guns come out (Then the guns come out)
I will use deadly force to protect my interests.
I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine
I'm constantly in situations where I need to defend myself.
Walk with a little nine, case I get in a bind
I carry a gun with me constantly in case I need it.
They say I'm fucking crazy, they think I'm out my mind
People underestimate me and don't think I'm serious about my willingness to use violence.
Cause I'm down to bust a nigga head all the time
I am always ready and willing to use force to enforce my will.
Now you know the hoes, they know how I roll
Everyone, even the women, know what I'm capable of.
In that new Rolls with the suicide doors
I'm flashy and showy, but also dangerous.
22 inch chrome, a nigga money long
I can afford anything and no one can stand in my way because of my financial power.
You try to touch me, I pull out, you get your brains blown
I will use deadly force if I feel threatened.
You go against the grain, pussy and you on your own
If you don't support me, you're against me.
You right there in my zone, welcome to the terrordome
If you are in my territory, prepare to be scared.
The ice blowing my chain, blood blue in my veins
I am rich and powerful, and my blood runs cold.
The semi-auto spray, run if you get away
I am not afraid to use automatic weapons to get my way.
We'll find your whereabouts and clap at you another day
If you escape, we will find you and make you pay.
Nigga play with the bread, get a hole in ya head
Don't mess with my money, or you'll pay the price.
In the hood, hoopty, hat low, niggas don't know I'm around
I blend in and can move unnoticed when I need to.
Hop out, hit 'em up, lay my murder game down
I am efficient and quick when it comes to using force.
You see me in ya projects, 187's in progress
If you see me in your neighborhood, someone is about to die.
Hard niggas finna soften up when that lead touch 'em
Even the toughest people become afraid when faced with a gun.
You cut 'em once he keep fighting, fuck it just keep cutting 'em
If someone doesn't back down, I will keep using force until they do.
It's real killa instinct, kill or be killed
I'm always ready to use violence to protect myself and my interests.
Trust me, you don't wanna feel how hollow tips feel
Bullets are deadly and you don't want to experience them first-hand.
Fuck around and get your cap peeled, nigga you know the drill
Don't mess around with me, or you'll end up dead.
Brownsville, Flatbush, Crown Heights, Brooklyn Zoo
These are the neighborhoods where I'm from and where I'm feared.
Feed the wolves, they eat the food and the hand that feed 'em too
People who benefit from my power and wealth can turn against me at any moment.
Look homie, I'm cool with some Bloods, I'm cool with some Crips
I have connections to both sides of the gang world, but am ultimately loyal to myself.
I'm cool but if there's a problem, nigga I got extra clips
I am peaceful until I need to use force, and I am always prepared for that moment.
I don't know karate, but I split the bricks
I may not have formal training, but I am skilled in using force when necessary.
I don't love 'em lover boy, we can share a bitch
I am not interested in love or romance, only power and violence.
I'll come through and touch ya, walk out then cut ya
I am quick and efficient when using force, and will walk away once it's done.
In case your dumbass wanna tussle
Don't start a fight with me, you won't win.
AR-15, cooling system makes the shell case muffled
I have a powerful weapon that is designed to be quiet and deadly.
Scope, infrared, run you're still dead
Even if you try to run, I will find you and kill you with precise aim.
Hit your calf, hit your ass, hit ya back, then your head
I am skilled at hitting different parts of the body to take someone down.
Contract killa, murder for the scrilla
I am not afraid to kill for money.
Search, find a nigga, run up behind a nigga
If I need to find someone, I will use any means necessary.
Shoot car windows out to flatline a nigga
I will destroy anyone and anything that gets in my way.
Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy
Using a gun is not to be taken lightly, it is a serious and deadly decision.
You on your way to meet your maker, nigga are you ready
If I'm coming for you, be prepared to die.
No exception to the rule, death is promised
Everyone will die eventually, and I am not afraid to be the cause of someone's death.
Plus I just bought my niggas new Macs and llamas
I am willing to provide my crew with the best equipment to carry out our violent plans.
Got respect for human life, but will accommodate you
I don't want to kill, but if I have to, I will.
One phone call and niggas will exterminate you
I have the power and connections to make anyone disappear if they cross me.
No future fucking with me, there's no tomorrow
If you mess with me, you won't live to see another day.
Niggas'll run up on you tonight and hit you with hollows
My crew is always ready and willing to take out anyone who goes against me.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: Andre Romell Young, Curtis James Jackson, Michael A Elizondo
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