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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Stunt when I want, ride new shit
Unh, all I do is this
Unh, niggas new to this
I’m super-rich like Russell, naw Leor
I’m decked out, my bitch smell like Dior
She spoiled, she want it, she can have that
You can tell a lot about a nigga by his bitch
Be my guest, look at mine, I’m the shit
I’m hot, my shit bump coast to coast
Don’t it?
I get bread my watch I blew a loaf on it
Get caught staring at that get smoked for it
Fool, my swag unlimited
So fly, ain’t shit I can’t buy
Louboutin kicks, my Louis Vuitton bitch
Fresh off the runway, get your one one day
Catch me in Milan, tuxedo on
The black James Bond, nigga I’m a Don
I do what I want, when and where I want
Put your hands up
Put ‘em where my eyes can see
What’s up, you know you wanna party with me
Let’s fuck, we wilding in the place to be
Bitch quit playing put your hands up
Put ‘em where my eyes can see
What’s up, you know you wanna party with me
Let’s fuck, we wilding in the place to be
Nigga quit playing
Catch me riding solo, Purple Label Polo
Paparaz’ photo my side bitch in Manolo
It’s all about dough though
My knuckle game like Cotto
Plus I get to shooting
But keep that on the low though (Hey) Nigga
I don’t really got to talk about it
Me, I get paper, moves I make major
Shoes I rock – gator, wing tips player
My style so pure, I’m so couture
I’m down by law, certified B-boy
Hold up, wait a minute
Money – I’m gonna spend it
Or why the fuck would I
Hustle hard to get it?
So many flows, the hoes be on the di-dick
And when they pop it and lock it
They know I’m with it
Dame lengua, give tongue while I hit it
She a star, fresh from PR
Give me more, baby give me more
Put your hands up
Put ‘em where my eyes can see
What’s up, you know you wanna party with me
Let’s fuck, we wilding in the place to be
Bitch quit playing put your hands up
Put ‘em where my eyes can see
What’s up, you know you wanna party with me
Let’s fuck, we wilding in the place to be
Nigga quit playing
Unh, all I do is this
I am constantly engaged in my lavish lifestyle and the attention it brings
Stunt when I want, ride new shit
I show off my wealth and success whenever I desire, always staying ahead with new experiences
Unh, niggas new to this
Others are just beginning to understand and adapt to my level of achievement
I’m super-rich like Russell, naw Leor
I am extremely wealthy, comparing myself to the renowned Russell Simmons and Leor Cohen in the music industry
I’m decked out, my bitch smell like Dior
I am fully adorned in luxurious fashion, and my female partner flaunts expensive Dior perfume
She spoiled, she want it, she can have that
My woman is used to being treated lavishly and whatever she desires, she can obtain
Your bitch cool, but where her Birkin bag at?
While your girlfriend may be attractive, she lacks the status symbol of a Birkin bag, which exemplifies high-class luxury
You can tell a lot about a nigga by his bitch
One's choice of a romantic partner reveals much about their character and social standing
Be my guest, look at mine, I’m the shit
Feel free to examine my partner and acknowledge that I am superior and highly regarded
I’m hot, my shit bump coast to coast
My music is popular and resonates with people all across the country
Don’t it?
Isn't that evident?
I get bread my watch I blew a loaf on it
I earn a lot of money; I spent a considerable amount on my extravagant watch
Get caught staring at that get smoked for it
If someone is caught staring at my expensive watch, they might face severe consequences
Fool, my swag unlimited
My style and confidence are boundless and unmatched
So fly, ain’t shit I can’t buy
I am so fashionable and successful that there is nothing out of my financial reach
Louboutin kicks, my Louis Vuitton bitch
I wear expensive Louboutin sneakers, and my partner only wears Louis Vuitton
Fresh off the runway, get your one one day
I frequently acquire the latest fashion trends, and you can have them too, someday
Catch me in Milan, tuxedo on
You can find me in Milan, dressed in an elegant tuxedo
The black James Bond, nigga I’m a Don
I am akin to the notable character James Bond, but as a black man, I exude power and influence
I do what I want, when and where I want
I have the freedom to act as I please, whenever and wherever I choose
Put your hands up
Raise your hands in the air
Put ‘em where my eyes can see
Put your hands in a position where I can clearly see them
What’s up, you know you wanna party with me
Hello, you are aware that you desire to enjoy a social gathering alongside me
Let’s fuck, we wilding in the place to be
Let's engage in sexual activity; we are having a lively time in this current location
Bitch quit playing put your hands up
Female, stop pretending and raise your hands in the air
Catch me riding solo, Purple Label Polo
You'll find me riding alone, wearing high-end Purple Label Polo clothing
Paparaz’ photo my side bitch in Manolo
Paparazzi take pictures of me, while I have my mistress beside me wearing expensive Manolo Blahnik shoes
It’s all about dough though
Everything revolves around money
My knuckle game like Cotto
My ability to fight with my fists is as skilled as the boxer Miguel Cotto
Plus I get to shooting
Additionally, I am adept at using firearms
But keep that on the low though (Hey) Nigga
However, it is important to keep my involvement with firearms confidential
I don’t really got to talk about it
I don't have to boast or discuss my abilities
Me, I get paper, moves I make major
As for me, I accumulate wealth, and the decisions I make are significant
Shoes I rock – gator, wing tips player
I wear alligator skin shoes and stylish wingtip designs, displaying my fashionable taste
My style so pure, I’m so couture
My fashion is of the highest quality, and my whole demeanor is exceptional
I’m down by law, certified B-boy
I am firmly established and recognized as an accomplished breakdancer
Hold up, wait a minute
Wait a moment, please
Money – I’m gonna spend it
I intend to spend my money
Or why the fuck would I
Otherwise, why would I bother?
Hustle hard to get it?
Put in significant effort in order to acquire it?
So many flows, the hoes be on the di-dick
I have diverse rapping styles, so many women are attracted to me
And when they pop it and lock it
And when they dance with rhythmic popping and locking movements
They know I’m with it
They are aware that I am familiar with and appreciate their dancing style
Dame lengua, give tongue while I hit it
Speak Spanish to me, perform oral sex while I engage in sexual activity
She a star, fresh from PR
She is a prominent figure, just arrived from Puerto Rico
Give me more, baby give me more
Give me more pleasure and satisfaction, baby
Nigga quit playing
Stop pretending or fooling around
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200pounder
50's flow will always be tearing roofs off!!!
Marcus
50 never fails to crack me up, he's too good.
jabrown1978
This song knocks!! I was mad surprised at how good the WHOLE mixtape is. I'm glad to see 50 bringing the lyrical delivery similar to how he did back in the day. So many rappers switch their flow up/water it down after their first album, so i'm glad he's returning to form. Yeah it's a club banger and sort of on the radio friendly side but it still goes hard and lyrics r thought out and not a bunch of fluff.
Cap E
@jabrown1978 well put my guy! This song and whole mixtape is 🔥
xxInGodsReachxx
7 years later and I still love this music video lmfao. Shit is golden!
Ciapha Gray
Word! Lol
Romi Erdei
xxInGodsReachxx k
Darryl Roberts
Facts
Nazri Buang
Lies again? Criminal Meetings @ Singapore
SHAFTYB
Curtis did it again!!! That Beat is off The hooooooook!!! AND The flow is excellent!!!