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.
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50 Cent Lyrics
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But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryna get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me 'cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga tryna holla 'cause I want some head
I'm that nigga tryna holla 'cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch, hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look, baby, this is simple, you can't see
You fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me (woo)
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin 'P-I-M-P
I'm 'bout my money, you see, girl, you can holla at me
If you fuckin' with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch, I'm a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me if you curious to see
How it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch come TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Girl, we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl, we could have it all
We could really splurge, girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone I'm the one you should call
I'll be there to pick you up if ever you should fall
If you got problems I can solve 'em, they big or they small
That other nigga you be with ain't 'bout shit
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, bitch
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a ho 'til I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me? I got on gator shoes
I'm shoppin' for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man, this ho you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon' keep her
Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin' know
This ain't a secret, you ain't gotta keep it on the low
Bitch, choose on me, I'll have you strippin' in the street
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
Now Niki my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your ho out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch
'Cause I need four TVs and AMGs for the six
Ho make a pimp rich, I ain't payin', bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shit, trick
I don't know what you heard about me (yeah)
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me (woo)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see (uh-huh)
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me (uh-huh)
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me (yeah)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
Yeah, in Hollywood they say, "There's no business like show business"
In the hood they say, "There's no business like ho business", you know?
They say I talk a little fast, but if you listen a little faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch
Hahaha, yeah
The lyrics to 50 Cent's "P.I.M.P" are about his life as a pimp - he boasts about his wealth, his women, and his rules. He asserts that he won't give a woman money even if she tries to get it from him. He outlines how he interacts with women in the club and that he doesn't pursue them because he wants sex, but rather to get money from them. He describes his lavish lifestyle, which includes buying expensive items from designer brands. He sees himself as a protective figure, a father figure or confidant to his women, always willing to solve their problems, and rescue them from difficulties. He also describes his relationship with his "bottom bitch" who brings him money and keeps the other women in line.
By presenting himself as a successful and wealthy pimp, 50 Cent achieves credibility, popularity, and status within a particular rap music subculture, and among his fans who are drawn in by his brash and confident personality. At the same time, the song reflects some of the problematic aspects of pimping, such as objectifying women, exploiting them for financial gain, and using physical and emotional power to control them. Overall, the song is a representation of the pimping lifestyle, a lifestyle that is often glamorized and celebrated in popular culture.
Line by Line Meaning
I don't know what you heard about me
I'm not aware of the rumors you may have heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
Women can't take advantage of me for money
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
I don't flaunt my wealth with flashy cars or hairstyles
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
However, I am a pimp and I'm proud of it
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
I see a woman in the club dancing for money
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
She has a desire for expensive designer brands
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana
Including BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they want her
She plays into these men's dreams and desires and in return they give her money
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
I impress her by speaking smoothly and confidently
A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada
An hour later we'll be in a hotel room having sex
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
Other men are trying to persuade her to be with them
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
I'm talking to her at the bar, trying to get her to buy me a drink
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She is attracted to my overall persona
She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York
She's from out of town and finds me exotic because I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm not just trying to hook up with her for sex
I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread
I'm interested in her money-making potential
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
I don't care how good she is in bed, that's not why I'm with her
Bitch, hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
I want her to go work as a prostitute and bring me back the money she makes
Look baby this is simple, you can't see
I'm laying out an easy-to-follow plan for her
You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P
If she is with me, she is with a pimp
I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me
I'm all about making money, so if she's interested she can reach out to me
If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Again, if she's with me, she's with a pimp
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Contrary to what popular media portrays, I don't flaunt my wealth with luxury cars or excessive jewelry
Head full of hair, bitch, I'm a P-I-M-P
I have a full head of hair and consider myself a pimp
Come get money with me if you curious to see
I'm inviting her to come work with me and see how much money she can make
How it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
She can experience what it's like to be in a relationship with a pimp
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV
I'll take her for a ride in my Benz and she can watch TV from the backseat
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Again, I'm a pimp and she'll be in my car
Girl, we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could celebrate with expensive champagne and have a good time
We could toast to the good life, girl, we could have it all
We could cheers to living a luxurious lifestyle and attain whatever we want
We could really splurge, girl, and tear up the mall
We could spend a lot of money shopping and have a great time doing it
If ever you needed someone I'm the one you should call
If she ever needs help, she can come to me
I'll be there to pick you up if ever you should fall
If she needs assistance, I'll be there to support her
If you got problems I can solve 'em, they big or they small
No matter the size of her issues, I can help fix them
That other nigga you be with ain't 'bout shit
The man she's currently with isn't worth anything
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, bitch
I can be her friend, father figure, and trusted advisor
I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I've warned people that I always have weapons on me
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
Despite not flaunting my wealth, I do have a Benz, rims, and jewelry
I holla at a ho 'til I got a bitch confused
I will continue to talk to a woman until she's unsure of what to do
She got on Payless; me? I got on gator shoes
She's wearing cheap shoes, but I'm wearing expensive gator skin shoes
I'm shopping for chinchillas in the summer, they cheaper
I'm always looking to save money and buy things on a bargain, even out of season
Man, this ho you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon' keep her
When I'm done with her, I won't keep her around as a girlfriend
Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimping know
Every pimp knows that women come and go and shouldn't get too attached to any one woman
You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low
You don't have to act like what we're doing is a secret
Bitch, choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the street
If she chooses me, I'll make her a successful street stripper
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
If she insults my other women, she'll be physically punished
Now Niki my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
Niki is my most trusted woman and always brings me money
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
The man she was previously with physically abused her
Get your ho out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch
If one of my women doesn't pay me or acts out of line, I'll call the police on her
Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six
I have expensive taste and need more than one car and multiple TVs
Ho make a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch
Prostitutes make pimps rich, but I won't pay them for it
Catch a date, suck a dick, shit, trick
A woman can make money by going on a date and having sex with someone, and it's no big deal
Yeah, in Hollywoood they say "there's no b'ness like show b'ness"
In Hollywood, show business is a popular industry
In the hood they say "there's no b'ness like ho b'ness", you know?
In the hood, prostitution is big business
They say I talk a little fast, but if you listen a little faster
Some people say I speak quickly, but if you pay attention you can still understand me
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch
I don't need to slow down my speech for you to understand me better
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Brandon Anthony Parrott, Curtis James Jackson, Denaun M. Porter
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